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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12162 | 2020-03-07 17:00:01 | 78.37 | 98% |
| 5676 | 2019-06-26 08:28:18 | 52.57 | 93% |