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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7347 | 2020-07-01 03:15:09 | 97.73 | 99% |
6579 | 2020-05-09 05:21:29 | 86.27 | 96% |