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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 992 | 2019-08-01 20:36:51 | 85.35 | 97% |
| 898 | 2019-07-10 22:53:18 | 83.96 | 97% |