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Pit Stop
Racer posthumous (posthumus)
Race Number 415
Date Thu, 22 Feb 2024 12:47:47
Speed 98 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 97.9%
Rank 1st place (out of 4)
Opponents neverbeen01 (3rd place) paramsiddharth (2nd place)

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The sky grew momentarily more brilliant, the sun sank lower, and at last the light came almost level, painting the flat meadows as with a brush dropping emeralds, and throwing from each tiny inequality, and each blade of grass, a separate shade of its own.
— (book) by Henry Montagu Doughty (see stats)

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