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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19458 | 2022-05-21 13:22:21 | 144.39 | 97% |
| 16329 | 2021-11-12 14:13:45 | 148.35 | 99% |
| 11080 | 2021-05-15 16:21:41 | 143.44 | 99% |
| 9316 | 2021-02-11 11:40:17 | 144.07 | 98.2% |
| 6265 | 2020-12-08 07:39:44 | 130.63 | 98% |
| 2524 | 2020-08-25 13:00:22 | 146.35 | 99% |
| 2269 | 2020-08-24 09:38:42 | 145.59 | 99% |