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Sunday, September 18, 2005. As long as you keep getting the first error message, you know the account ID is good. How stupid do you really think we are? The people that are deterred by something this simple are probably incapable of gaining access to user accounts any ways. This is a completely pointless and broken security measure based on the current implementation. Wednesday, July 27, 2005.
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