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 |
---|---|---|---|
9873 | 2018-08-19 12:58:01 | 104.77 | 96% |
7246 | 2018-03-04 12:28:07 | 109.90 | 97% |
6687 | 2018-02-11 07:54:39 | 100.84 | 96% |