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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 26320 | 2024-03-19 12:15:29 | 104.51 | 98.2% |
| 24795 | 2022-01-29 19:05:52 | 86.93 | 97% |
| 16031 | 2021-02-03 18:40:40 | 93.65 | 97% |
| 15614 | 2021-01-20 18:31:26 | 109.76 | 99% |
| 13570 | 2020-12-03 18:26:55 | 96.34 | 98% |
| 9356 | 2020-09-25 15:31:29 | 88.52 | 99% |
| 8768 | 2020-09-17 20:17:40 | 89.09 | 97% |
| 5322 | 2020-06-18 11:38:57 | 81.59 | 97% |