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Racer caleb (caleb123456)
Race Number 1280
Date Fri, 16 Oct 2020 18:46:24 +0000
Speed 108 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 98.3%
Rank 1st place (out of 4)
Opponents kostinyan16 (2nd place) spaceface322 (3rd place)

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God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it?
The Gay Science: With a Prelude in Rhymes and an Appendix of Songs (book) by Friedrich Nietzsche (see stats)

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