Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time. Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way. The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say.
—from Time, a song by Pink Floyd
Active since January 1, 1970.
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4. | [BOT] (slowtexts) | 97.91 | 98% | 2024-01-14 |
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Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
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Hip Hop Hits | 35 | 63.27 | February 1, 2021 |
Instant Death Mode | 23 | 94.57 | August 17, 2017 |
Default (English) | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |