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Pit Stop
Racer You (seahorse857)
Race Number 140
Date Thu, 8 Apr 2021 13:16:07
Speed 62 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 97.4%
Rank 2nd place (out of 5)
Opponents zodi_dutoit (1st place)

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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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