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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27105 | 2021-03-25 02:25:04 | 195.43 | 99% |
| 25369 | 2021-01-31 00:49:52 | 190.43 | 99.3% |
| 24872 | 2021-01-04 01:43:45 | 182.45 | 99% |
| 24783 | 2021-01-02 01:39:37 | 178.25 | 98% |
| 18856 | 2020-09-16 00:46:51 | 168.63 | 98% |
| 11001 | 2020-03-02 02:38:02 | 164.49 | 99% |
| 8984 | 2018-12-08 03:08:05 | 159.53 | 98% |