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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29768 | 2024-04-06 13:13:43 | 160.43 | 98.6% |
| 23061 | 2022-03-28 12:34:51 | 161.19 | 99% |
| 20588 | 2021-10-24 17:12:30 | 158.31 | 99% |
| 17174 | 2021-05-27 21:19:19 | 150.84 | 99% |
| 13211 | 2020-06-08 00:40:34 | 154.45 | 99% |
| 11466 | 2019-09-20 16:37:50 | 141.46 | 97% |
| 11291 | 2019-09-16 14:26:03 | 154.67 | 99% |
| 9132 | 2019-05-07 00:21:43 | 132.13 | 97% |
| 1574 | 2017-06-05 01:43:07 | 124.92 | 96% |