It was odd, she thought, how if one was alone, one leant to inanimate things; trees, streams, flowers; felt they expressed one; felt they became one; felt they knew one, in a sense were one; felt an irrational tenderness thus (she looked at that long steady light) as for oneself.
—from To the Lighthouse, a book by Virginia Woolf
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | police (styrofoam) | 161.25 | 100% | 2023-06-26 |
| 2. | (delirious) | 143.16 | 100% | 2018-11-12 |
| 3. | DeathModer (kido2976) | 104.76 | 100% | 2018-09-09 |
| 4. | PogChamp (lolenigmanew) | 99.12 | 100% | 2018-02-12 |
| 5. | Ricky (chelsky) | 92.46 | 100% | 2017-10-18 |
| 6. | TOM (usertom) | 86.74 | 100% | 2017-08-28 |
| 7. | ed72 (ed72) | 73.90 | 100% | 2018-03-06 |
| 8. | QKhjZtXFyxmvF (qkhjztxfyxmvf) | 70.22 | 100% | 2018-09-08 |
| 9. | NikiAtom (4beth_esda) | 68.47 | 100% | 2018-02-10 |
| 10. | harry (harry1992) | 41.07 | 100% | 2018-04-16 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 33 | 121.65 | January 14, 2024 |
| Instant Death Mode | 11 | 91.13 | August 28, 2017 |