I shall die here. Every last inch of me shall perish. Except one. An inch. It's small and it's fragile and it's the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it, or sell it, or give it away. We must never let them take it from us.
—from V for Vendetta, a book by Alan Moore
Active since January 1, 1970.
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | (keegant) | 157.32 | 98.5% | 2024-02-25 |
| 2. | (charlieog) | 151.74 | 99.2% | 2024-02-14 |
| 3. | (clergy) | 145.21 | 100% | 2024-01-24 |
| 4. | [BOT] (slowtexts) | 97.93 | 98% | 2024-01-14 |
| 5. | -ˏˋ 🌟 ˎˊ- (rektless) | 76.03 | 98.4% | 2024-02-26 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
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| All TypeRacer Texts | 1 | 70.55 | July 8, 2021 |
| Default (English) | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |