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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1313 | 2018-12-17 22:21:06 | 139.62 | 99% |
| 270 | 2018-03-21 22:37:59 | 131.68 | 99% |