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Pit Stop
Racer Play (player106)
Race Number 28
Date Sat, 9 Oct 2021 12:28:07
Speed 46 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 95.1%
Rank 3rd place (out of 4)
Opponents anantaraha (1st place)

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The day dawned bleak and chill, a moving wall of gray light out of the northeast which, instead of dissolving into moisture, seemed to disintegrate into minute and venomous particles, like dust that, when Dilsey opened the door of the cabin and emerged, needled laterally into her flesh, precipitating not so much a moisture as a substance partaking of the quality of thin, not quite congealed oil.
— (book) by William Faulkner (see stats)

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