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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3288 | 2017-07-29 04:02:54 | 150.48 | 99% |
| 2898 | 2017-07-27 22:53:37 | 143.52 | 98% |