Sample 1 - Typophile

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The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog 




The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog

I happened to be monitoring air-traffic control in the Green Bay area and heard another pilot report that 

he was flying in severe rain and thunderstorms. I felt my heart cease, then begin again. Suddenly, the land 

and lake and sky seemed brighter as the blood rushed to my face. At once I comprehended that I was flying 

into a black wall that extended from the surface of the water all the way to the heavens. Fortunately, I was 

just a few miles from an airfield and quickly radioed and descended. By the time I touched down, that 

monumental wall of black, stitched up and down with lightning, was swallowing the far end of the airfield. 

And as a line boy helped me push my plane into a hangar, the sky opened up with hail the size of marbles. 

My plane, a Citabria, was made of Dacron fabric. Flying through that hail might well have killed me. 

I happened to be monitoring air-traffic control in the Green Bay area and heard another pilot report that 

he was flying in severe rain and thunderstorms. I felt my heart cease, then begin again. Suddenly, the 

land and lake and sky seemed brighter as the blood rushed to my face. At once I comprehended that I 

was flying into a black wall that extended from the surface of the water all the way to the heavens. 

Fortunately, I was just a few miles from an airfield and quickly radioed and descended. By the time I 

touched down, that monumental wall of black, stitched up and down with lightning, was swallowing the 

far end of the airfield. And as a line boy helped me push my plane into a hangar, the sky opened up with 

hail the size of marbles. My plane, a Citabria, was made of Dacron fabric. Flying through that hail might 

well have killed me. 

I happened to be monitoring air-traffic control in the Green Bay area and heard another pilot report 

that he was flying in severe rain and thunderstorms. I felt my heart cease, then begin again. Suddenly, 

the land and lake and sky seemed brighter as the blood rushed to my face. At once I comprehended 

that I was flying into a black wall that extended from the surface of the water all the way to the 

heavens. Fortunately, I was just a few miles from an airfield and quickly radioed and descended. By 

the time I touched down, that monumental wall of black, stitched up and down with lightning, was 

swallowing the far end of the airfield. And as a line boy helped me push my plane into a hangar, the 

sky opened up with hail the size of marbles. My plane, a Citabria, was made of Dacron fabric. Flying 

through that hail might well have killed me. 

I happened to be monitoring air-traffic control in the Green Bay area and heard another pilot 

report that he was flying in severe rain and thunderstorms. I felt my heart cease, then begin again. 

Suddenly, the land and lake and sky seemed brighter as the blood rushed to my face. At once I 

comprehended that I was flying into a black wall that extended from the surface of the water all 

the way to the heavens. Fortunately, I was just a few miles from an airfield and quickly radioed and 

descended. By the time I touched down, that monumental wall of black, stitched up and down 

with lightning, was swallowing the far end of the airfield. And as a line boy helped me push my 

plane into a hangar, the sky opened up with hail the size of marbles. My plane, a Citabria, was 

made of Dacron fabric. Flying through that hail might well have killed me. 

I happened to be monitoring air-traffic control in the Green Bay area and heard another pilot 

report that he was flying in severe rain and thunderstorms. I felt my heart cease, then begin 

again. Suddenly, the land and lake and sky seemed brighter as the blood rushed to my face. At 

once I comprehended that I was flying into a black wall that extended from the surface of the 

water all the way to the heavens. Fortunately, I was just a few miles from an airfield and 

quickly radioed and descended. By the time I touched down, that monumental wall of black, 

stitched up and down with lightning, was swallowing the far end of the airfield. And as a line 

boy helped me push my plane into a hangar, the sky opened up with hail the size of marbles. 

My plane, a Citabria, was made of Dacron fabric. Flying through that hail might well have 

killed me.

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