- Monday, 29 September from 13:48 to 20:03 - 6h 15min
- Saturday, 27 September from 15:42 to 16:46 - 1h 4min
- Saturday, 27 September from 14:03 to 19:43 - 5h 40min
- Friday, 26 September from 14:20 to 19:44 - 5h 24min
- Thursday, 25 September from 13:36 to 14:02 - 26min
- Thursday, 25 September from 13:28 to 19:43 - 6h 14min
- Wednesday, 24 September from 18:34 to 19:38 - 1h 4min
- Wednesday, 24 September from 17:02 to 17:43 - 40min
- Wednesday, 24 September from 13:31 to 19:45 - 6h 14min
- Wednesday, 24 September from 12:14 to 12:56 - 42min
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