Title: ไม่จำเป็น

Text: As the man who had cleared his throat drew up and raised his machete, Okonkwo looked away. He heard the blow. The pot fell and broke in the sand. He heard Ikemefuna cry, "My father, they have killed me!" as he ran towards him. Dazed with fear, Okonkwo drew his machete and cut him down. He was afraid of being thought weak. แต่ละย่อหน้าจะเป็นการทดสอบ

Save test: ใช้นี้หากคุณต้องการแชร์การทดสอบพิมพ์นี้ (เฉพาะสำหรับผู้ใช้ที่ได้รับการยืนยัน)