I'm always wishing, I'm always wishing too late for things to come my way. It always ends up the same. Count your blessings. I must be missing, I must be missing the point. Your signal fades away and all I'm left with is noise. Count your blessings on one hand.
—from Boiled Frogs, a song by Alexisonfire
Active since November 10, 2016.
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | Liban (hujala) | 121.47 | 84% | 2016-11-10 |
| 2. | billy (bilsv) | 86.02 | 92% | 2016-11-10 |
| 3. | Holly (holll) | 69.00 | 93% | 2016-11-10 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Instant Death Mode | 18 | 106.64 | September 20, 2017 |
| New English Texts Are Here | 3 | 92.16 | November 10, 2016 |
| Default (English) | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |