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Race Result Details |
| Racer | Ed (ed841) |
| Race Number | 3123 |
| Date | Mon, 30 Sep 2024 21:42:59 +0000 |
| Speed |
87 WPM
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| Accuracy | 96.1% |
| Rank | 3rd place (out of 5) |
| Opponents | minheemaster (2nd place) poem (1st 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.
— Friesland Meres and Through the Netherlands
 (book)
by Henry Montagu Doughty
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