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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27658 | 2023-08-26 04:43:49 | 107.90 | 99.6% |
| 27510 | 2023-08-20 15:28:49 | 92.40 | 97.2% |
| 23640 | 2021-11-04 15:43:55 | 97.60 | 98% |
| 22762 | 2021-10-03 22:58:28 | 96.82 | 98% |
| 21784 | 2021-09-15 17:21:03 | 100.36 | 99% |
| 11581 | 2020-09-29 21:12:25 | 90.40 | 99% |
| 2677 | 2019-11-27 04:18:24 | 78.47 | 98% |