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Race Result Details |
| Racer | Kevin (clearlynotkevin) |
| Race Number | 8 |
| Date | Wed, 25 Nov 2020 08:08:27 +0000 |
| Universe | longtexts |
| Speed |
115 WPM
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| Accuracy | 97.3% |
| Rank | 1st place (out of 3) |
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For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others, and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures.
— To the Lighthouse
 (book)
by Virginia Woolf
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