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Pit Stop
Racer Lyric (lyric39)
Race Number 11099
Date Sat, 30 Nov 2024 18:49:54
Speed 84 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 96.8%
Rank 2nd place (out of 5)

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I took her hand in mine, and we went out of the ruined place; and as the morning mists had risen long ago when I first left the forge, so the evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me, I saw no shadow of another parting from her.
Great Expectations (book) by Charles Dickens (see stats)

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