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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 40802 | 2020-03-21 14:49:22 | 62.25 | 98% |
| 33706 | 2019-06-19 14:07:16 | 64.38 | 98% |
| 33125 | 2019-06-02 17:58:07 | 65.92 | 99% |
| 27149 | 2018-10-02 15:13:51 | 71.29 | 100% |
| 25384 | 2017-12-02 13:59:22 | 61.83 | 97% |
| 23237 | 2017-03-29 16:06:41 | 61.28 | 96% |
| 23070 | 2017-02-28 12:19:00 | 65.74 | 99% |