Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: The sky was a chemical orange colour, observing the final hours of the fragile curfew it had been keeping ever since it had swallowed up the last of the previous evening's Asia-bound flights. Jutting from the side of the terminal was the disembodied tail of a British Airways A312, anticipating another imminent odyssey in the merciless cold of the lower stratosphere. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

Save test: यदि तपाईं यो टाइपिङ परीक्षणलाई साझा गर्न चाहानुहुन्छ भने यो प्रयोग गर्नुहोस् (केवल प्रमाणीकृत प्रयोगकर्ताहरूको लागि)।