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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 35818 | 2021-11-30 04:06:24 | 110.99 | 99% |
| 34912 | 2021-06-15 23:11:17 | 114.64 | 98% |
| 25953 | 2019-12-24 14:28:28 | 101.60 | 97% |
| 19475 | 2018-04-03 02:02:07 | 120.22 | 99% |
| 15699 | 2017-05-26 11:22:38 | 105.80 | 96% |
| 13175 | 2017-03-22 13:43:07 | 109.73 | 94% |
| 12505 | 2017-03-05 17:36:54 | 117.43 | 97% |