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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19568 | 2018-03-02 07:19:14 | 70.91 | 97% |
| 16339 | 2018-01-27 01:53:28 | 77.31 | 99% |
| 9694 | 2017-05-18 10:51:58 | 75.44 | 99% |
| 8892 | 2017-05-06 11:14:42 | 72.35 | 99% |
| 8248 | 2017-05-04 08:49:25 | 79.59 | 98% |
| 6979 | 2017-02-27 07:09:26 | 72.85 | 100% |
| 5262 | 2017-02-14 06:50:35 | 52.23 | 95% |
| 3911 | 2017-02-02 12:33:15 | 42.34 | 95% |
| 2546 | 2017-01-26 01:26:17 | 57.44 | 97% |
| 1419 | 2017-01-20 11:19:26 | 64.68 | 97% |
| 1008 | 2017-01-20 01:22:53 | 63.56 | 97% |
| 832 | 2017-01-19 07:39:28 | 59.91 | 98% |
| 728 | 2017-01-19 01:59:33 | 69.85 | 99% |