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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3369 | 2020-09-28 15:17:13 | 58.86 | 95% |
| 1252 | 2020-07-21 01:51:31 | 58.09 | 95% |