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Race Result Details |
| Racer | Nyp3r (nyp3r) |
| Race Number | 318 |
| Date | Mon, 23 Sep 2024 15:48:46 +0000 |
| Universe | longtexts |
| Speed |
71 WPM
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| Accuracy | 96.3% |
| Rank | 1st place (out of 3) |
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It was love, she thought, love that never clutch its object; but, like the love which mathematicians bear their symbols, or poets their phrases, was meant to be spread over the world and become part of human gain. The world by all means should have shared it, could Mr. Bankes have said why that woman pleased him so; why the sight of her reading a fairy tale to her boy had upon him precisely the same effect as the solution of a scientific problem.
— To the Lighthouse
 (book)
by Virginia Woolf
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