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 November 26, 2021.
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | ponyo (ponyyo2323) | 25.51 | 89% | 2021-11-26 |
| 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 |