No one really runs away from anything. It's like a private trap that holds us in like a prison. You know what I think? I think that we're all in our private traps, clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out. We scratch and we claw, but only at the air, only at each other, and for all of it, we never budge an inch.
—from Psycho, a movie by Alfred Hitchcock
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| Universe | Races | Average WPM | First Race |
|---|---|---|---|
| Default (English) | 31,671 | 87.38 | December 15, 2019 |
| Instant Death Mode | 37 | 100.84 | February 12, 2020 |
| ᗜ Stenography | 4 | 89.29 | October 14, 2021 |