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 |
---|---|---|---|
3133 | 2018-12-12 21:31:53 | 77.12 | 98% |
2402 | 2018-11-20 14:03:24 | 60.53 | 95% |
1428 | 2018-10-10 21:11:38 | 62.82 | 97% |