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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29030 | 2019-03-21 13:24:49 | 102.35 | 97% |
| 27624 | 2018-12-07 20:39:03 | 124.82 | 99% |
| 26407 | 2018-03-11 11:30:59 | 118.71 | 98% |
| 26012 | 2018-03-02 15:35:39 | 118.16 | 97% |
| 25408 | 2018-02-23 14:39:47 | 114.17 | 97% |
| 23937 | 2018-02-02 13:59:00 | 119.25 | 98% |
| 20718 | 2018-01-05 15:16:44 | 111.05 | 98% |
| 19665 | 2018-01-01 07:59:04 | 124.40 | 98% |
| 19213 | 2017-12-30 03:06:43 | 83.13 | 96% |
| 18552 | 2017-12-25 06:22:30 | 124.15 | 99% |
| 17431 | 2017-12-03 22:55:39 | 106.12 | 98% |
| 16217 | 2017-11-05 21:41:31 | 90.01 | 96% |
| 16062 | 2017-09-26 21:21:31 | 109.75 | 99% |