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typeracer

Pit Stop
Racer real poem (nonquit) (poemalt)
Race Number 1135
Date Tue, 10 Sep 2024 0:11:52
Speed 151 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 98.6%
Rank 1st place (out of 3)
Opponents erex_chen01 (2nd place) prinplup9 (3rd place)

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Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz, between what's flesh and what's fantasy. And the poets down here don't write nothing at all. They just stand back and let it all be. And in the quick of a knife, they reach for their moment and try to make an honest stand, but they wind up wounded, not even dead.
— (song) by Bruce Springsteen (see stats)

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