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 |
---|---|---|---|
31169 | 2021-10-04 11:32:39 | 93.01 | 98% |
26166 | 2021-08-16 00:11:11 | 92.80 | 96% |
25233 | 2021-08-01 14:21:40 | 92.03 | 97% |
25107 | 2021-07-31 13:05:18 | 86.78 | 97% |
24570 | 2021-07-13 09:03:14 | 89.07 | 98% |
20030 | 2018-12-19 08:05:37 | 81.89 | 97% |
17988 | 2018-11-11 04:56:11 | 71.16 | 95% |
15221 | 2018-04-21 06:04:15 | 83.43 | 97% |