She may be the beauty or the beast. May be the famine or the feast. May turn each day into a heaven or a hell. She may be the mirror of my dream, a smile reflected in a stream. She may not be what she may seem inside her shell.
—from She, a song by Elvis Costello
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| Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | Brandon (bkavanaugh6) | 80.99 | 98% | 2022-02-24 |
| 2. | Zia (mechatronic_beast) | 58.76 | 98% | 2022-01-06 |
| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 42,110 | 83.90 | August 27, 2017 |
| Instant Death Mode | 81 | 93.86 | December 16, 2018 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 5 | 90.11 | April 26, 2021 |
| All TypeRacer Texts | 2 | 69.88 | January 6, 2022 |