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typeracer

Pit Stop
Racer n o t h i n g (whyme__)
Race Number 66193
Date Mon, 21 Apr 2025 13:58:56
Speed 131 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 98.6%
Rank 1st place (out of 3)
Opponents gordonfeetman (2nd place)

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That night they heard no noises. But either in his dreams or out of them, he could not tell which, Frodo heard a sweet singing running in his mind: a song that seemed to come like a pale light behind a grey rain-curtain, and growing stronger to turn the veil all to glass and silver, until at last it was rolled back, and a far green country opened before him under a swift sunrise.
— (book) by J.R.R. Tolkien (see stats)

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