I watched clouds awobbly from the floor o' that kayak. Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an' tho' a cloud's shape nor hue nor size don't stay the same, it's still a cloud an' so is a soul. Who can say where the cloud's blowed from or who the soul'll be 'morrow? Only Sonmi the east an' the west an' the compass an' the atlas, yay, only the atlas o' clouds.
Your internet connection probably dropped during the game or something, or FFR was really laggy at the time, so it wasn't able to grab the high scores from the FFR site... Soooooo, instead of dividing your high score with the top place high score, it divided your high score with 0, which equals to infinity...
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