From her position as healer, her hands had grown sure and cool and quiet; from her position as arbiter she had become as remote and faultless in judgment as a goddess.
—from The Grapes of Wrath, a book by John Steinbeck
Active since January 1, 1970.
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | unban me (flaneur) | 207.82 | 100% | 2024-04-01 |
| 2. | (keegant) | 172.24 | 98.9% | 2024-01-30 |
| 3. | (charlieog) | 135.67 | 98.9% | 2024-02-09 |
| 4. | -ⲘᎯᖇⲕ⋎⟆- (mark4... | 128.97 | 100% | 2024-04-15 |
| 5. | (clergy) | 128.35 | 97.9% | 2024-01-26 |
| 6. | [BOT] (slowtexts) | 96.99 | 98% | 2024-01-14 |
| 7. | -ˏˋ 🌟 ˎˊ- (rektless) | 76.38 | 97.3% | 2024-03-19 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Instant Death Mode | 27 | 96.06 | August 17, 2017 |
| Default (English) | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |