View Pit Stop page for race #968 by lucky_ninja3412 — Ghost race
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| Official speed | 57.67 wpm (83.65 seconds elapsed during race) |
|---|---|
| Race Start | December 30, 2020 12:26:52am UTC |
| Race Finish | December 30, 2020 12:28:16am UTC |
| Outcome | No win (2 of 5) |
| Opponents |
5. skankhunt20 (45.05 wpm) |
| Accuracy | 95.0% |
| Points | 67.28 |
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