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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25309 | 2020-11-23 04:00:48 | 129.34 | 98% |
| 21047 | 2019-02-06 19:33:44 | 131.46 | 97% |
| 20923 | 2019-02-03 20:46:23 | 107.88 | 97% |
| 20723 | 2019-01-27 19:25:08 | 118.95 | 98% |
| 10319 | 2017-08-15 06:25:29 | 119.49 | 97% |
| 9669 | 2017-07-28 19:20:58 | 128.21 | 98% |
| 8625 | 2017-07-16 12:30:33 | 119.95 | 97% |
| 3931 | 2017-01-31 02:04:07 | 125.95 | 97% |