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Race Result Details |
| Racer | FAKE_IT_&_REGRET_IT (someone_who_needs_help) |
| Race Number | 6979 |
| Date | Mon, 19 Jun 2023 14:46:15 +0000 |
| Speed |
113 WPM
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| Accuracy | 99.0% |
| Rank | 1st place (out of 5) |
| Opponents | chaitgpt (2nd place) sputype (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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