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Race Result Details |
| Racer | πππππe (despot) |
| Race Number | 29026 |
| Date | Sun, 6 Dec 2020 00:14:02 +0000 |
| Speed |
147 WPM
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| Accuracy | 98.4% |
| Rank | 4th place (out of 5) |
| Opponents | slekap (2nd place) wordracer888 (3rd place) |
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His sympathy made tears spring to Lina's eyes. Doon looked startled for a moment, and then he took a step toward her and wrapped his arms around her. He gave her a squeeze so quick and tight that it made her cough, and then it made her laugh. She realized all at once that Doon - thin, dark-eyed Doon with his troublesome temper and his terrible brown jacket and his good heart - was the person that she knew better than anyone now. He was her best friend.
— The City of Ember
 (book)
by Jeanne DuPrau
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