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Race Result Details |
| Racer | WhyAre (novelbear) |
| Race Number | 25499 |
| Date | Thu, 4 Jul 2024 13:52:54 +0000 |
| Speed |
125 WPM
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| Accuracy | 98.2% |
| Rank | 1st place (out of 5) |
| Opponents | abc_this_is_me (4th place) defaultseb (5th place) fotg_reckless (3rd place) iwannabeonthelist (2nd place) |
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He guessed as well as he could, and crawled along for a good way, till suddenly his hand met what felt like a tiny ring of cold metal lying on the floor of the tunnel. It was a turning point in his career, but he did not know it. He put the ring in his pocket almost without thinking; certainly it did not seem of any particular use at the moment.
— The Hobbit
 (book)
by J.R.R. Tolkien
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