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- Epoch: 0.55
- Loss: 1.3544
- RNN Size: 256
- Dropout: 0.25
- Layers: 2
- Temperature: 0.5
- Words: ~1597
- Sentences: ~31
- Gunning-Fog Index: 21.407954430687
- Flesch-Kincaid Index: 18.192836972549
- Flesch: 56.384701355364
The Gunning-Fog and Flesch-Kincaid indicies attempt to measure the number of years of education a reader would have to complete in order to be able to understand the content (The displayed value is roughly equivalent to US grade level, spanning into collegiate levels). Flesch is a 0 to 100 scale where 100 is the most "readable."