Mostly, I could tell, I made him feel uncomfortable. He didn't understand me, and he was sort of holding it against me. I felt the urge to reassure him that I was like everybody else, just like everybody else. But really there wasn't much point, and I gave up the idea out of laziness.
—from The Stranger, a book by Albert Camus
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| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 43,301 | 84.34 | November 11, 2016 |
| Instant Death Mode | 106 | 89.23 | September 11, 2017 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 4 | 100.73 | August 5, 2020 |