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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15062 | 2017-11-29 15:56:26 | 77.73 | 97% |
| 14339 | 2017-10-20 13:10:45 | 67.37 | 96% |