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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21245 | 2022-10-27 20:51:51 | 93.93 | 97% |
| 19628 | 2022-02-02 21:01:18 | 107.37 | 96% |
| 16950 | 2021-08-19 22:30:27 | 99.83 | 96% |
| 16786 | 2021-08-15 13:01:20 | 88.64 | 95% |
| 13516 | 2021-04-16 23:09:42 | 95.31 | 97% |
| 2560 | 2020-09-25 22:16:08 | 91.09 | 96% |
| 2532 | 2020-09-25 21:32:47 | 88.15 | 97% |