View Pit Stop page for race #111 by archnaea — Ghost race
| Official speed | 67.06 wpm (92.51 seconds elapsed during race) |
|---|---|
| Race Start | October 12, 2020 5:17:54pm UTC |
| Race Finish | October 12, 2020 5:19:26pm UTC |
| Outcome | Win (1 of 4) |
| Accuracy | 98.0% |
| Points | 102.83 |
| Text | #3622334 (Length: 517 characters) The throne rumbled. A wave of gale-force anger slammed into me. "WHO DARES-" The voice stopped abruptly. The anger retreated, which was a good thing, because just those two words had almost blasted my mind to shreds. "Percy." My father's voice was still angry but more controlled. "What exactly are you doing on my throne?" "I'm sorry, Father," I said. "I needed to get your attention." "This was a very dangerous thing to do, even for you. If I hadn't looked before I blasted, you would now be a puddle of seawater." |