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Pit Stop
Racer slowhand (slowhand_2002)
Race Number 895
Date Wed, 29 Jun 2022 14:42:48
Speed 60 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 96.9%
Rank 1st place (out of 2)

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I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, how you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me, and parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, and reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet.
— (book) by Walt Whitman (see stats)

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