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Race Number 76
Date Sun, 3 Feb 2019 03:07:14 +0000
Universe o4do0q2x8u
Speed 152 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 97.9%
Rank 1st place (out of 2)
Opponents hreyfill (2nd place)

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Soon after sunrise, Sarah awoke, stiff and sore and hungry. She rolled over, wanting to cling to sleep until Lucilla's maid brought the morning chocolate. She'd had the most awful dream about some gray-eyed man carrying her off to a hot, desolate place. He'd been handsome, the way men in dreams were supposed to be, but in a rugged, almost uncivilized way. His skin had been like bronze, taut over his face. He'd had high, almost exotic cheekbones, and the dark shadow of a beard. His hair had been untidy and as black as coal-but thick, quite thick, as it had swept down past his collar. She'd wondered, even in the dream, what it would be like to run her hands through it.
Lawless (other) by Nora Roberts (see stats)

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