View Pit Stop page for race #1044 by itchyhuman — Ghost race
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| Official speed | 94.31 wpm (81.05 seconds elapsed during race) |
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| Race Start | March 25, 2019 3:48:12am UTC |
| Race Finish | March 25, 2019 3:49:33am UTC |
| Outcome | No win (3 of 3) |
| Accuracy | 95.0% |
| Points | 198.05 |
| Text | #3550516 (Length: 637 characters) A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance, and maybe they'd be happy for a while. But February made me shiver with every paper I'd deliver. Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step. I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride, but something touched me deep inside, the day the music died. So bye-bye, Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry. And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singin' this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die. |