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Race Result Details |
| Racer | Michelle (missobviously) |
| Race Number | 139 |
| Date | Wed, 26 Apr 2017 07:36:20 +0000 |
| Speed |
121 WPM
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| Accuracy | 99.4% |
| Rank | 1st place (out of 5) |
| Opponents | bananacat (3rd place) poetry (4th place) |
Text typed:
 
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Come, Friend, you too must die. Why moan about it so? Even Patroclus died, a far, far better man than you. And look, you see how handsome and powerful I am? The son of a great man, the mother who gave me life - a deathless goddess. But even for me, I tell you, death and the strong force of fate are waiting. There will come a dawn or sunset or high noon when a man will take my life in battle too - flinging a spear perhaps, or whipping a deadly arrow off his bow.
— The Iliad
 (book)
by Homer
(see stats)
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