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Race Result Details |
| Racer | Max (max424) |
| Race Number | 1030 |
| Date | Mon, 17 Aug 2020 17:58:08 +0000 |
| Speed |
97 WPM
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| Accuracy | 97.5% |
| Rank | 3rd place (out of 5) |
| Opponents | abizern (5th place) bruzabrocka (1st place) iduhowpeopledo150wpm (4th place) methalox (2nd place) |
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I placed my revolver, cocked, upon the top of the wooden case behind which I crouched. Holmes shot the slide across the front of his lantern and left us in pitch darkness - such an absolute darkness as I have never before experienced. The smell of hot metal remained to assure us that the light was still there, ready to flash out at a moment's notice. To me, with my nerves worked up to a pitch of expectancy, there was something depressing and subduing in the sudden gloom, and in the cold dank air of the vault.
— The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes
 (book)
by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
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