The dews were so heavy that the fields glistened like cloth of silver and there were such heaps of rustling leaves in the hollows of many-stemmed woods to run crisply through. The Birch Path was a canopy of yellow and the ferns were sear and brown all along it.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1681 | 2019-02-19 23:48:04 | 54.32 | 95% |
428 | 2017-11-13 16:18:25 | 40.01 | 94% |