Yet the web of thought has no such creases and is more like a weaver's masterpieces; one step, a thousand threads arise, hither and thither shoots each shuttle, the threads flow on, unseen and subtle, each blow effects a thousand ties.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 356 | 2010-11-09 01:05:26 | 30.25 |