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Racer David (syntheticname)
Race Number 198
Date Mon, 5 Sep 2016 3:23:49
Speed 86 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 96.7%
Rank 1st place (out of 3)

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Despair comes slowly, crawling its way up inside you until it threatens to overwhelm everything; it buckles the knees, makes you falter and makes you break your stride. In those moments she would will herself forward until despair was replaced by something stronger.
— (book) by Will Ferguson (see stats)