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Pit Stop
Racer batool (batool25)
Race Number 629
Date Fri, 6 Jun 2014 22:11:21
Speed 37 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 83.7%
Rank 1st place (out of 3)

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When we pulled out into the winter night and the real snow, our snow, began to stretch out beside us and twinkle against the windows, and the dim lights of small Wisconsin stations moved by, a sharp wild brace came suddenly into the air.
— (book) by F. Scott Fitzgerald (see stats)