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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10140 | 2021-11-10 03:41:05 | 80.20 | 97% |
| 7918 | 2021-09-29 10:45:09 | 83.40 | 97% |
| 7842 | 2021-09-28 07:21:44 | 79.29 | 98% |
| 7027 | 2021-09-14 08:33:37 | 78.99 | 97% |
| 6414 | 2021-08-31 12:50:26 | 71.84 | 96% |
| 5977 | 2021-08-23 05:20:59 | 78.41 | 98% |
| 5575 | 2021-08-20 03:19:24 | 78.48 | 97% |
| 5047 | 2021-08-12 07:22:21 | 76.44 | 97% |
| 2946 | 2021-07-07 03:12:24 | 72.95 | 99% |
| 2707 | 2021-06-30 10:03:48 | 69.63 | 97% |
| 372 | 2021-03-28 03:18:44 | 64.67 | 97% |