Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: To think that people had years and years, time to waste, so much time it dragged, and he was clinging to each second.
—from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, a book by J.K. Rowling
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | ᗜ Richard (rliu) | 167.94 | 100% | 2021-12-27 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 39,384 | 87.37 | June 26, 2017 |
| Instant Death Mode | 135 | 94.55 | August 19, 2017 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 1 | 167.94 | December 27, 2021 |