I hope you will love your baby. I hope it will be a boy. That husband of yours, I hope, will always treat you well, because otherwise my specter shall come out of him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve.
—from Lolita, a book by Vladimir Nabokov
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | ᗜHarrri (harrri) | 104.62 | 97% | 2023-12-03 |
| 2. | satanjay (satanjay) | 63.22 | 98% | 2023-09-02 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 37,766 | 82.32 | January 14, 2017 |
| Instant Death Mode | 89 | 95.00 | September 22, 2017 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 2 | 83.92 | September 2, 2023 |