Is it possible, I wonder, to study a bird so closely, to observe and catalogue its peculiarities in such a minute detail, that it becomes invisible? Is it possible that while fastidiously calibrating the span of its wings or the length of its tarsus, we somehow lose sight of its poetry? That in our pedestrian descriptions of a marbled or vermiculated plumage we forfeit a glimpse of living canvases, cascades of carefully toned browns and golds that would shame Kandinsky, misty explosions of color to rival Monet?
—from Watchmen, a book by Alan Moore
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| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 6,354 | 79.63 | August 27, 2017 |
| Instant Death Mode | 4 | 121.38 | June 4, 2019 |
| แ Stenography | 1 | 56.30 | April 1, 2022 |