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Pit Stop
Racer shashi (sskumar)
Race Number 832
Date Fri, 26 Sep 2014 3:05:41
Speed 48 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 90.9%
Rank 2nd place (out of 5)

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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)