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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32240 | 2023-02-11 04:37:57 | 172.18 | 99% |
| 30889 | 2021-11-16 09:03:43 | 199.72 | 100% |
| 25544 | 2020-09-14 08:00:21 | 150.60 | 97% |
| 23519 | 2020-07-11 15:18:39 | 193.02 | 98% |
| 20220 | 2019-08-26 11:06:21 | 172.43 | 98% |
| 19892 | 2019-08-14 20:02:30 | 170.13 | 99% |
| 11084 | 2019-01-29 04:16:22 | 171.79 | 99% |
| 4947 | 2018-06-10 12:21:05 | 128.32 | 96% |
| 728 | 2018-02-19 00:29:03 | 170.67 | 99% |