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Race Result Details |
| Racer | shade (shade95) |
| Race Number | 63 |
| Date | Fri, 6 Aug 2021 14:55:58 +0000 |
| Universe | longtexts |
| Speed |
41 WPM
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| Accuracy | 95.8% |
| Rank | 2nd place (out of 2) |
| Opponents | chicken_tandoor (1st place) |
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She would not say of anyone in the world now that they were this or were that. She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on. She had a perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to the sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day.
— Mrs. Dalloway
 (book)
by Virginia Woolf
(see stats)
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