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Race Result Details |
| Racer | TYPING EVERY TEXT LIVE ON YOUTUBE (syrupsandwich) |
| Race Number | 23504 |
| Date | Tue, 6 Feb 2024 02:49:35 +0000 |
| Speed |
179 WPM
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| Accuracy | 99.7% |
| Rank | 1st place (out of 1) |
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Blore stood rigid - listening. He could hear sounds everywhere now, cracks, rustles, mysterious whispers - but his dogged, realistic brain knew them for what they were - the creations of his own heated imagination. And then suddenly he heard something that was not imagination. Footsteps, very soft, very cautious, but plainly audible to a man listening with all his ears as Blore was listening.
— And Then There Were None
 (book)
by Agatha Christie
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