Throughout the whole absurd life I'd lived, a dark wind had been rising toward me from somewhere deep in my future, across years that were still to come.
—from The Stranger, a book by Albert Camus
Active since January 1, 1970.
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| 3. | (clergy) | 142.27 | 98.8% | 2024-03-08 |
| 4. | -ˏˋ 🌟 ˎˊ- (rektless) | 76.63 | 96% | 2024-03-11 |
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| All TypeRacer Texts | 1 | 81.53 | January 5, 2022 |
| Default (English) | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |