For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.
—from The Great Gatsby, a book by F. Scott Fitzgerald
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | 0hyeah (0hyeah) | 59.90 | 99% | 2022-02-12 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 38,305 | 80.91 | November 11, 2016 |
| Instant Death Mode | 74 | 87.06 | August 16, 2017 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 1 | 59.90 | February 12, 2022 |