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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 51655 | 2020-12-18 13:14:25 | 142.17 | 98% |
| 45376 | 2019-11-26 22:37:50 | 141.09 | 99% |
| 23228 | 2017-08-05 17:58:50 | 93.09 | 97% |
| 18912 | 2017-05-27 07:15:20 | 107.47 | 91% |
| 15427 | 2017-03-06 00:54:34 | 110.58 | 95% |
| 14352 | 2017-02-24 02:09:42 | 105.99 | 95% |
| 13164 | 2017-02-13 20:46:26 | 113.15 | 95% |
| 10482 | 2017-01-20 21:31:27 | 98.91 | 90% |
| 10271 | 2017-01-20 00:55:13 | 102.52 | 95% |
| 9500 | 2017-01-16 00:23:55 | 105.96 | 99% |