View Pit Stop page for race #565 by pchanbps1 — Ghost race
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| Official speed | 69.29 wpm (91.44 seconds elapsed during race) |
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| Race Start | November 19, 2020 2:17:30pm UTC |
| Race Finish | November 19, 2020 2:19:01pm UTC |
| Outcome | Win (1 of 2) |
| Accuracy | 98.0% |
| Points | 100.47 |
| Text | #3622353 (Length: 528 characters) The bartender's smile widened. His ugliness was the stuff of legend. In an age of affordable beauty, there was something heraldic about his lack of it. The antique arm whined as he reached for another mug. It was a Russian military prosthesis, a seven-function force-feedback manipulator, cased in grubby pink plastic. "You are too much the artiste, Herr Case." Ratz grunted; the sound served him as laughter. He scratched his overhang of white-shirted belly with the pink claw. "You are the artiste of the slightly funny deal." |