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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19687 | 2020-05-18 19:04:35 | 184.54 | 100% |
| 18678 | 2020-03-02 02:38:01 | 171.78 | 98% |
| 18409 | 2020-01-21 03:30:43 | 185.65 | 99% |
| 14322 | 2018-06-25 04:31:12 | 155.48 | 99% |
| 10839 | 2018-02-20 03:01:51 | 173.97 | 99% |
| 7516 | 2017-12-02 22:55:04 | 152.66 | 99% |
| 5941 | 2017-11-09 02:27:30 | 153.16 | 99% |
| 2927 | 2017-09-29 22:01:56 | 122.68 | 96% |
| 1168 | 2017-09-09 23:51:46 | 124.76 | 98% |