Sticks crawled like snakes in the sand as the red clay took the form of a lizard who rushed like a moth to the flame of my open hand.
—from O, Porcupine, a song by mewithoutYou
Active since September 9, 2017.
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | police (styrofoam) | 170.31 | 100% | 2023-04-06 |
| 2. | Not (bigdong420) | 104.20 | 100% | 2018-10-03 |
| 3. | Yanik (yankolo) | 75.62 | 100% | 2017-09-09 |
| 4. | Habibur (habibmax95) | 54.08 | 100% | 2018-02-17 |
| 5. | Julien (amaimon43) | 41.89 | 100% | 2018-09-04 |
| 6. | Donwel (donwel) | 40.79 | 100% | 2018-01-22 |
| 7. | Badr (keico7) | 35.19 | 100% | 2018-02-13 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 30 | 141.88 | March 4, 2024 |
| Instant Death Mode | 7 | 74.58 | September 9, 2017 |
| All TypeRacer Texts | 1 | 25.51 | November 26, 2021 |