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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14467 | 2025-02-15 02:44:24 | 102.94 | 97.7% |
| 12188 | 2023-04-09 15:29:01 | 121.59 | 98% |
| 11481 | 2023-03-26 04:18:50 | 123.31 | 99% |
| 8058 | 2022-12-15 15:58:38 | 98.69 | 96% |
| 7797 | 2022-12-01 06:15:18 | 111.03 | 98% |
| 6449 | 2022-09-23 22:19:57 | 96.02 | 95% |
| 4104 | 2022-08-01 16:37:08 | 102.88 | 97% |
| 3916 | 2022-07-21 14:39:45 | 93.34 | 96% |
| 783 | 2022-03-14 00:47:53 | 86.48 | 98% |