We understood each other in a way, me and my mom and my dad. As screwed up as we all were, we did understand each other. My mother, she knew what it's like to feel your entire life like you're drowning with the exception of these moments, these very rare, brief instances, in which you suddenly remember... you can swim.
—from Bojack Horseman, a other by Raphael Bob-Waksberg
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| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 27,075 | 84.31 | February 1, 2019 |
| Instant Death Mode | 29 | 96.42 | March 19, 2020 |