text_original: My car had almost passed by, and now it still stuck in the tube, even though the last port hole through which I peered seemed to be suspended in air. But it was not the wrecked cars from which rose such wails of despair and agony that held my attention, but the cavern itself.
text_transcription: MY CAR HAD ALMOST PASSED BY AND NOW IT STILL STUCK IN THE TUBE EVEN THOUGH THE LAST PORT HOLE THROUGH WHICH I PEERED SEEMED TO BE SUSPENDED IN AIR BUT IT WAS NOT DIRECT CARS FROM WHICH ROSE SUCH WAILS OF DESPAIR AND AGONY THAT HELD MY ATTENTION BUT THE CAVERN ITSELF
phonemes: maɪ kˈɑːɹ hæd ˈɔːlmoʊst pˈæst bˈaɪ, ænd nˈaʊ ɪt stˈɪl stˈʌk ɪnðə tˈuːb, ˈiːvən ðˌoʊ ðə lˈæst pˈɔːɹt hˈoʊl θɹuː wˌɪtʃ aɪ pˈɪɹd sˈiːmd təbi səspˈɛndᵻd ɪn ˈɛɹ. bˌʌt ɪt wʌz nˌɑːt ðə ɹˈɛkt kˈɑːɹz fɹʌm wˈɪtʃ ɹˈoʊz sˈʌtʃ wˈeɪlz ʌv dᵻspˈɛɹ ænd ˈæɡəni ðæt hˈɛld maɪ ɐtˈɛnʃən, bˌʌt ðə kˈævɚn ɪtsˈɛlf.