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Pit Stop
Racer angus (bucka6088)
Race Number 20
Date Fri, 17 Feb 2017 16:51:17
Speed 47 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 96.7%
Rank 1st place (out of 2)

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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.
— (book) by Walt Whitman (see stats)