Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love, but always meeting ourselves.
—from Ulysses, a book by James Joyce
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | OnYourLeft (on_your_left95) | 74.10 | 96% | 2024-12-30 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 39,115 | 80.20 | November 11, 2016 |
| Instant Death Mode | 130 | 88.40 | September 13, 2017 |
| All TypeRacer Texts | 1 | 74.10 | December 30, 2024 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 1 | 123.51 | March 20, 2022 |