You're an accident waiting to happen. You're a piece of glass left in a beach. Well, you tell me things I know you're not supposed to then you leave me just out of reach.
—from Who's Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses, a song by U2
Active since January 1, 1970.
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | (charlieog) | 168.66 | 100% | 2024-03-09 |
| 2. | (clergy) | 119.81 | 96.4% | 2024-03-07 |
| 3. | -ˏˋ 🌟 ˎˊ- (rektless) | 91.40 | 98.4% | 2024-04-16 |
| 4. | [BOT] (slowtexts) | 73.35 | 98% | 2024-03-04 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Instant Death Mode | 21 | 81.08 | August 26, 2017 |
| Default (English) | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |