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Race Result Details |
| Racer | Amapola (poem) |
| Race Number | 39756 |
| Date | Mon, 30 Sep 2019 15:27:44 +0000 |
| Speed |
123 WPM
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| Accuracy | 98.9% |
| Rank | 1st place (out of 4) |
| Opponents | maxrager12 (2nd place) noobgam (3rd place) |
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And the ship went out into the High Sea and passed on into the West, until at last on a night of rain Frodo smelled a sweet fragrance on the air and heard the sound of singing that came over the water. And then it seemed to him that as in his dream in the house of Bombadil, the grey rain-curtain turned all to silver glass and was rolled back, and he beheld white shores and beyond them a far green country under a swift sunrise.
— The Return of the King
 (book)
by J.R.R. Tolkien
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