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His sympathy made tears spring to Lina's eyes. Doon looked startled for a moment, and then he took a step toward her and wrapped his arms around her. He gave her a squeeze so quick and tight that it made her cough, and then it made her laugh. She realized all at once that Doon - thin, dark-eyed Doon with his troublesome temper and his terrible brown jacket and his good heart - was the person that she knew better than anyone now. He was her best friend.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
4863 2018-02-19 09:31:17 85.03 97%
3602 2017-07-23 15:49:53 83.39 98%
3023 2017-05-18 21:00:27 75.22 94%
2867 2017-04-28 15:49:52 75.83 93%