Segment 6915 in The Torn Letter Speed Zone: 160 - 179 WPM
I tore your letter into strips
No bigger than the airy feathers
That ducks preen out in changing weathers
Upon the shifting ripple-tips.
In darkness on my bed alone
I seemed to see you in a vision,
And hear you say: Why this derision
Of one drawn to you, though unknown?
Yes, eve's quick mood had run its course,
The night had cooled my hasty madness;
I suffered a regretful sadness
Which deepened into real remorse.
| Racer | Team | Races | DQs | Avg WPM | Top WPM | Avg Acc. | Top Acc. | 100% |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
soword
|
FLANEUR | 1 | 0 | 154.4 | 154.4 | 97.12% | 97.12% | 0 |
Influensane
|
FLANEUR | 1 | 0 | 143.7 | 143.7 | 96.15% | 96.15% | 0 |
%20-%20Edited.png "Fortis Celadon")
guappaneze 
|
SLIME | 2 | 0 | 147.9 | 151.1 | 97.84% | 98.56% | 0 |
.png "USS Reliant")
guappanese
|
VYN | 0 | 3 | N/A | N/A | N/A | N/A | 0 |