On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair, warm smell of colitas rising up through the air. Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light. My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim. I had to stop for the night.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3985 | 2017-09-22 18:41:09 | 129.64 | 98% |
| 3705 | 2017-09-17 19:41:06 | 145.10 | 100% |