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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3065 | 2021-08-04 09:02:46 | 100.28 | 98% |
938 | 2020-12-05 03:51:08 | 82.61 | 97% |