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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 46279 | 2024-02-06 15:07:32 | 133.26 | 98.9% |
| 45542 | 2023-12-19 15:07:48 | 138.45 | 97.9% |
| 41495 | 2022-05-17 04:07:50 | 146.57 | 99% |
| 41201 | 2022-04-06 23:07:10 | 70.26 | 99% |
| 39912 | 2020-12-03 08:05:17 | 151.36 | 99% |
| 38964 | 2017-05-16 05:29:56 | 153.16 | 99% |
| 37205 | 2017-03-04 08:21:21 | 109.76 | 89% |