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typeracer

Pit Stop
Racer user1111 (user1111)
Race Number 25
Date Fri, 17 Sep 2021 18:47:52
Speed 46 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 95%
Rank 2nd place (out of 3)

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When we pulled out into the winter night and the real snow, our snow, began to stretch out beside us and twinkle against the windows, and the dim lights of small Wisconsin stations moved by, a sharp wild brace came suddenly into the air.
— (book) by F. Scott Fitzgerald (see stats)

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