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 |
---|---|---|---|
4066 | 2019-05-31 00:27:32 | 145.81 | 100% |
3567 | 2019-02-03 08:17:42 | 144.22 | 99% |
1674 | 2018-04-26 21:59:32 | 113.49 | 96% |