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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3334 | 2019-05-24 16:40:20 | 108.81 | 98% |
1566 | 2019-03-27 19:43:30 | 109.79 | 99% |
1094 | 2019-03-22 17:27:16 | 96.81 | 96% |