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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2832 | 2019-09-14 14:12:40 | 92.12 | 98% |
1091 | 2018-03-13 22:14:59 | 92.73 | 97% |