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Racer POET Technologies (poet_technologies)
Race Number 341
Date Sun, 11 Aug 2024 22:24:47 +0000
Speed 126 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 97.7%
Rank 1st place (out of 5)
Opponents imamocrat (2nd place) nyrasophic (5th place) sophcanttype (3rd place) supperz1 (4th place)

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I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, how you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me, and parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, and reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet.
Leaves of Grass (book) by Walt Whitman (see stats)