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N' there'z a hush 'comez over the crowd as they await the raised placard of the judge from Ford . . wait! . . yes! . . yes! He raises the placard high n'itt says:
Wow!
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In life-long pursuit of that most mythic of beasts: the ever-elusive perfect corner. Well . . . that, r' at least a whole lodda clear spin-out room.
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