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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 65937 | 2018-02-19 00:29:08 | 132.46 | 97% |
| 64222 | 2018-02-07 11:54:24 | 176.54 | 99% |
| 63952 | 2018-02-05 14:01:50 | 187.54 | 100% |
| 56134 | 2017-12-15 21:46:36 | 155.55 | 99% |
| 55345 | 2017-08-17 17:05:15 | 167.20 | 99% |
| 54217 | 2017-08-10 15:22:33 | 114.12 | 96% |
| 53411 | 2017-08-06 09:19:11 | 163.00 | 99% |
| 52636 | 2017-08-01 14:26:59 | 160.60 | 99% |
| 50848 | 2017-07-21 14:03:35 | 155.46 | 98% |