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Race Result Details |
| Racer | β±π―π’π’π‘π¬πͺ π¬π£ π°ππ’π’π π₯ (wille_1) |
| Race Number | 22262 |
| Date | Thu, 12 Nov 2020 18:59:39 +0000 |
| Speed |
77 WPM
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| Accuracy | 95.3% |
| Rank | 4th place (out of 4) |
| Opponents | bommer1234 (1st place) ogkatumus (2nd place) portiz121803 (3rd place) |
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How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood, when fond recollection presents them to view! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, and every loved spot which my infancy knew; the wide-spreading pond, and the mill that stood by it, the bridge and the rock where the cataract fell; the cot of my father, the dairy-house nigh it, and e'en the rude bucket that hung in the well. The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, the moss-covered bucket that hung in the well.
— The Old Oaken Bucket
 (poem)
by Samuel Woodworth
(see stats)
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