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 |
---|---|---|---|
6718 | 2018-07-23 13:01:30 | 92.32 | 97% |
5892 | 2018-07-08 12:51:20 | 76.20 | 95% |
5406 | 2018-06-30 09:12:35 | 78.05 | 95% |
4218 | 2018-06-10 09:42:13 | 90.62 | 96% |
2792 | 2018-05-06 10:03:11 | 72.35 | 94% |
991 | 2018-04-13 11:01:03 | 75.52 | 95% |