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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13002 | 2018-09-23 02:16:46 | 108.69 | 97% |
8483 | 2017-10-12 01:49:44 | 107.55 | 99% |