Our apparitions, the things you know us by, are simply childish. Beneath it is all dark, it is all spreading, it is unfathomably deep; but now and again we rise to the surface and that is what you see us by.
—from To the Lighthouse, a book by Virginia Woolf
Active since January 1, 1970.
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | (keegant) | 160.36 | 99.1% | 2024-01-29 |
| 2. | (paceyq) | 144.01 | 99.5% | 2024-04-14 |
| 3. | (charlieog) | 139.79 | 98% | 2024-02-07 |
| 4. | -ⲘᎯᖇⲕ⋎⟆- (mark4... | 124.23 | 99.5% | 2024-03-29 |
| 5. | (clergy) | 116.38 | 98.2% | 2024-01-28 |
| 6. | [BOT] (slowtexts) | 97.56 | 98% | 2024-01-14 |
| 7. | -ˏˋ 🌟 ˎˊ- (rektless) | 96.80 | 99.5% | 2024-03-28 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Instant Death Mode | 30 | 92.14 | August 19, 2017 |
| Default (English) | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |