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Race Result Details |
| Racer | poop (poopbutts) |
| Race Number | 408 |
| Date | Fri, 20 Sep 2019 15:59:14 +0000 |
| Speed |
68 WPM
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| Accuracy | 97.5% |
| Rank | 1st place (out of 5) |
| Opponents | drey_1 (3rd place) |
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You can take my heart, you can take my breath. When you pry it from my cold, dead chest. This is how we rise up. Heavy as a hurricane, louder than a freight train. This is how we rise up. Heart is beating faster, feels like thunder. Magic, static, call me a fanatic. It's our world, they can never have it. This is how we rise up. It's our resistance, you can't resist us.
— The Resistance
 (song)
by Skillet
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