The noise was terrible. Every time a mortar went off, I jumped. I couldn't help myself. The noise went into you. It touched parts of you that were small and frightened and wanting your mommy.
—from Fallen Angels, a book by Walter Dean Myers
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| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 3,031 | 65.31 | May 27, 2019 |
| Instant Death Mode | 9 | 71.58 | January 27, 2020 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 5 | 71.55 | March 25, 2022 |