She said, "I watched my house catch fire and I didn't feel a thing." Well darling, congratulations; I wish I had that sort of inner peace. I'm digging into catacombs built beneath this frame I call a body and expectations diminish as I uncovered there's nothing underneath hiding.
—from 813 Maryland St., a song by Hotel Books
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
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| 1. | Ｖｏｌｈｏｓｉｓ (v... | 110.37 | 97% | 2017-11-22 |
| 2. | DeathModer (kido2976) | 104.93 | 97% | 2022-06-02 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 7,800 | 79.72 | December 10, 2017 |
| Instant Death Mode | 9 | 91.47 | January 10, 2019 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 2 | 64.51 | June 20, 2021 |
| New English Texts | 2 | 107.65 | November 22, 2017 |