I hate this place, this zoo, this prison, this reality, whatever you want to call it. I can't stand it any longer. It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink, and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it.
—from The Matrix, a movie by Lana Wachowski and Lilly Wachowski
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| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 33,937 | 86.44 | August 7, 2018 |
| Instant Death Mode | 78 | 100.25 | March 31, 2019 |
| All TypeRacer Texts | 3 | 105.81 | June 10, 2021 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 2 | 99.60 | September 6, 2022 |