text_original: At length, by some accident rather than my own strength, both his shoulders touched the ground. I released him. But he was on his feet in an instant and at me again like a wildcat. "Andy won't stay throwed," shouted a boy. And before I knew it he had my shoulders down in a puddle.
text_transcription: AT LENGTH BY SOME ACCIDENT RATHER THAN MY OWN STRENGTH BOTH HIS SHOULDERS TOUCHED THE GROUND I RELEASED HIM BUT HE WAS ON HIS FEET IN AN INSTANT AT ME AGAIN LIKE A WILDCAT AND HE WON'T STAY THROWED SHOUTED A BOY AND BEFORE I KNEW IT HE HAD MY SHOULDERS DOWN IN A PUDDLE
phonemes: æt lˈɛŋθ, baɪ sˌʌm ˈæksɪdənt ɹˈæðɚ ðɐn maɪ ˈoʊn stɹˈɛŋθ, bˈoʊθ hɪz ʃˈoʊldɚz tˈʌtʃt ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd. aɪ ɹᵻlˈiːst hˌɪm. bˌʌt hiː wʌz ˌɔn hɪz fˈiːt ɪn ɐn ˈɪnstənt ænd æt mˌiː ɐɡˈɛn lˈaɪk ɐ wˈaɪldkæt. "ˈændi woʊnt stˈeɪ θɹˈoʊd," ʃˈaʊɾᵻd ɐ bˈɔɪ. ænd bᵻfˌɔːɹ aɪ nˈuː ɪt hiː hæd maɪ ʃˈoʊldɚz dˌaʊn ɪn ɐ pˈʌdəl.