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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 545 | 2020-08-13 19:29:10 | 75.93 | 97% |
| 446 | 2020-08-07 03:58:19 | 85.17 | 98% |