Text race history for Alex (alex_lowe)

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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
94 2022-11-17 16:13:44 55.47 94%