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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15699 | 2023-03-21 14:11:40 | 58.24 | 96% |
| 12415 | 2022-12-31 06:58:30 | 80.11 | 98% |
| 11092 | 2022-12-21 20:46:16 | 73.20 | 96% |
| 9646 | 2022-12-09 17:12:48 | 75.20 | 95% |
| 6734 | 2022-11-16 02:08:03 | 67.96 | 95% |
| 5924 | 2022-11-07 18:38:14 | 65.22 | 96% |
| 3649 | 2022-10-12 04:21:08 | 53.91 | 95% |