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Race Result Details |
| Racer | pro typo-ist (mrcynric) |
| Race Number | 2755 |
| Date | Sat, 1 Oct 2022 12:35:37 +0000 |
| Speed |
94 WPM
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| Accuracy | 97.8% |
| Rank | 1st place (out of 4) |
| Opponents | head_hunter (2nd place) technicalnowhere (3rd 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.
— The Lord of The Rings
 (book)
by J.R.R. Tolkien
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