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Racer John (none_0)
Race Number 456
Date Fri, 29 Aug 2025 7:24:17
Speed 97 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 99.2%
Rank 3rd place (out of 5)
Opponents bhavesh__ (4th place) khanali2020 (2nd place)

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The sky grew momentarily more brilliant, the sun sank lower, and at last the light came almost level, painting the flat meadows as with a brush dropping emeralds, and throwing from each tiny inequality, and each blade of grass, a separate shade of its own.
— (book) by Henry Montagu Doughty (see stats)

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