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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2700 | 2018-07-18 03:07:35 | 91.39 | 97% |
2063 | 2018-06-17 13:42:12 | 81.74 | 96% |