Without a queen the locust swarm turned the ground to black. Descending like a shadowy tower on a fish's back and scattered the sticks who crawled like snakes in the sand as the red clay took the form of a lizard who rushed like a moth to the flame of my open hand.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11371 | 2022-12-01 13:13:40 | 63.41 | 96% |
| 8191 | 2022-04-02 09:24:59 | 48.54 | 93% |
| 7689 | 2022-03-17 09:16:16 | 58.61 | 95% |
| 7287 | 2022-03-03 10:10:01 | 50.75 | 94% |
| 7194 | 2022-03-02 04:57:06 | 59.27 | 95% |
| 6557 | 2022-02-08 19:48:17 | 61.58 | 98% |
| 4060 | 2021-11-23 09:00:01 | 56.57 | 97% |
| 1620 | 2021-10-18 19:28:51 | 52.92 | 96% |