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Race Result Details |
| Racer | remember me 𝄽 youtu.be/5bAH4b2BgAg (poem) |
| Race Number | 74452 |
| Date | Sun, 22 Mar 2020 18:06:17 +0000 |
| Speed |
126 WPM
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| Accuracy | 98.4% |
| Rank | 3rd place (out of 5) |
| Opponents | hreyfill (2nd place) nmessick (4th place) xayiver (1st place) |
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High on a stag the Goddess held her seat, and there were little hounds about her feet; below her feet there was a sickle moon, waxing it seemed, but would be waning soon. Her statue bore a mantle of bright green, her hand a bow with arrows cased and keen; her eyes were lowered, gazing as she rode down to where Pluto has his dark abode.
— The Canterbury Tales
 (book)
by Geoffrey Chaucer
(see stats)
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