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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 24530 | 2021-03-17 12:23:37 | 109.02 | 98% |
| 20171 | 2019-08-30 09:13:06 | 120.58 | 97% |
| 16559 | 2018-12-08 10:19:40 | 120.06 | 98% |
| 16204 | 2018-11-11 16:34:20 | 124.50 | 99% |
| 11856 | 2018-04-26 15:11:34 | 122.56 | 98% |
| 11429 | 2018-03-30 02:56:58 | 122.19 | 99% |
| 7861 | 2017-05-05 07:38:17 | 111.27 | 93% |
| 5646 | 2017-01-21 08:20:25 | 99.35 | 93% |