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Race Result Details |
| Racer | murmure (poem) |
| Race Number | 207632 |
| Date | Sat, 6 Jan 2024 19:27:32 +0000 |
| Speed |
169 WPM
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| Accuracy | 99.6% |
| Rank | 1st place (out of 4) |
| Opponents | haoatran (2nd place) |
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The town has a sense, not of history, but of time, and the telephone poles seem to know this. If you lay your hand against one, you can feel the vibration from the wires deep within the wood, as if souls had been imprisoned in there and were struggling to get out.
— Salem's Lot
 (book)
by Stephen King
(see stats)
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