Art speaks in hues and textures, in strokes both broad and fine, conveying emotions and ideas, transcending space and time, it's a universal language, that connects us heart to heart, a dialogue without words, where the soul plays its part.
—from The Language of Art, a poem by Anonymous
Active since January 1, 1970.
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | (keegant) | 163.64 | 98.4% | 2024-03-20 |
| 2. | (charlieog) | 138.56 | 98.8% | 2024-03-07 |
| 3. | (clergy) | 114.81 | 96.7% | 2024-03-04 |
| 4. | -ˏˋ 🌟 ˎˊ- (rektless) | 88.33 | 98.4% | 2024-04-20 |
| 5. | [BOT] (slowtexts) | 22.86 | 98% | 2024-03-04 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |