Generations of men are like the leaves. In winter, winds blow them down to earth, but then, when spring season comes again, the budding wood grows more. And so with men: one generation grows, another dies away.
—from The Iliad, a book by Homer
Active since January 1, 1970.
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Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
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1. | (charlieog) | 167.02 | 100% | 2024-02-06 |
2. | (keegant) | 153.40 | 99.1% | 2024-01-28 |
3. | -ⲘᎯᖇⲕ⋎⟆- (mark4... | 141.49 | 100% | 2024-01-24 |
4. | (clergy) | 116.01 | 97.5% | 2024-01-28 |
5. | [BOT] (slowtexts) | 97.54 | 98% | 2024-01-14 |
6. | -ˏˋ 🌟 ˎˊ- (rektless) | 90.38 | 98.6% | 2024-03-16 |
Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
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Instant Death Mode | 46 | 101.32 | August 27, 2017 |
New English Texts Are Here | 2 | 150.05 | October 13, 2016 |
Default (English) | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |