After a brief break, ***** is back...... top o' the list with 100% no less. Seems like us lesser mortals will simply have to gird our loins, tighten the belts, grab the gas masks, open all available dictionaries......and GO FOR IT !   

Well you see, Your Honour, it all started real innocent-like. All my mates were sort of messing around with words, and they seemed to like it. I thought it couldn't do any harm, could it? So I started on crosswords....just the easy ones, you know? Like....River in Africa....that sort of thing. It was good for a while, but then I didn't seem to be getting the same buzz, so I moved on to Cryptics. They made me feel a lot smarter, once I got used to them, and eventually I realised that a Cryptic Crossword a day was simply not enough to feed my expanding brain cells. There was a period when I experimented, I must admit, with Cryptograms, Sudoku, and the like. I was not conscious at the time of any deleterious effects upon my person or my psyche. Eventually, and catastrophically, Your Honour, I was introduced to a hitherto-undiscovered website of acataleptic proportions, compared to its banausic predecessors.Chihuahua was the name....miserabile dictu!I did experience slight cacaesthesia, but somehow,dedition seemed the only option.Elucubrate though I might,I found myself becoming a fastuous gramaticaster. I realise that my imbonity
will add to your malnoia......I throw myself on your mercy

I think that was the title of the song, anyway. Please, Diana, come forth and talk to us. We (well, I at least) would love to know more about you. Actually, I want to discover your weak points, so that I can chop you off at the knees, you rotten trophy winner, you!

 Wouldn't you just know it? There I am, feeling unbelievably smug and successful..........top of the list, and dare I say it?........ 1 ahead of technomc (which is almost blasphemy)  and what happens?  Diana.....that's what happens.  Not only that.....after hours of torment, I'm still told that I have missed 3 common words. Oh dear, oh lor, oh dear (to quote Walter Gabriel.......and how many Chi players know who he might be ? !)Come on Technomc......I'm sure you do! I've given myself away now.........an expat Brit living in Australia

Oh BiggerBirdBrain......how do you do it? Each day, I start off bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, determined to reach the top of the tree/summit of the peak/last rung of the ladder. Each day I end up bedraggled and bewildered, blinking up at the twinkling stars, one of whom is ALWAYS BBB. I bow before you; I abase myself; I beg that if you ever shuffle off this mortal coil (not in the near future, I hasten to add) you will at least leave some tantalising clues to your exceptional success.
I remain your obeisant, grovelling and overawed servant,
Binkie
P.S Do you think that if I changed my name to Colossal Cranium it would help?

For a few glorious, fleeting moments today I was actually in the lead on Chi. Be still, my beating heart ! Of course, the laws of nature intervened, and before I knew it I was overtaken by various high-fliers, including ( surprise, surprise) BBB and Alonzo Quixote. Which brings me to my question......who IS the mysterious Alonzo? I see his profile, but I note that he remains silent during forum discussions, unlike BBB who is a chatty, friendly and gregarious soul. Could it be that there is a high-profile celebrity behind his Chi persona? Is he perched high in his ivory tower looking down on us lesser mortals with a weary patronizing smile? Could he even be Alan in disguise?   Come out, come out, wherever you are  !

Well I'll be............sorry, words fail me. There I was , scouring the furthest reaches of my literate and grammatical knowledge in a random puzzle. Failing to reach the dizziest of heights, I looked at the solution. "Youse" is apparently a recognized word. If only I'd known sooner.....I'm sure I could have had far higher scores, throwing in dozens of examples of my gutter slang. Ah well, I shall now go and remove the loess from my furniture instead. I'm sure you all know that's a buff-to-grey, windblown deposit of fine-grained calcareous silt or clay. To think I've been calling it dust all these years !   :

 My life has changed forever since finding Chihuahua. Whyever didn't I come across it before? It's my favourite kind of word game. I'm astounded at some of your scores, which means that I have to spend even longer trying to catch up. Oh well, who needs a tidy house or clean clothes anyhow? I'm another Aussie by the way!