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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4283 | 2018-02-01 16:09:55 | 74.17 | 97% |
| 3180 | 2017-12-26 18:45:20 | 55.56 | 96% |