Useless pursuits and conversations always about the same things absorb the better part of one's time, the better part of one's strength, and in the end there is left a life groveling and curtailed, worthless and trivial, and there is no escaping or getting away from it - just as though one were in a madhouse or prison.
—from The Stories of Anton Chekhov, a book by Anton Chekhov
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|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | (keegant) | 165.63 | 98.2% | 2024-01-29 |
| 2. | (asonetuh) | 140.69 | 98% | 2024-04-13 |
| 3. | -ⲘᎯᖇⲕ⋎⟆- (mark4... | 124.50 | 99.1% | 2024-04-07 |
| 4. | (clergy) | 120.31 | 97.5% | 2024-02-12 |
| 5. | (charlieog) | 114.38 | 95.5% | 2024-01-19 |
| 6. | [BOT] (slowtexts) | 98.40 | 98% | 2024-01-14 |
| 7. | -ˏˋ 🌟 ˎˊ- (rektless) | 83.97 | 97.1% | 2024-03-14 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
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| Instant Death Mode | 14 | 88.86 | August 17, 2017 |
| All TypeRacer Texts | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |
| Default (English) | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |