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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461 | 2020-10-01 00:05:15 | 84.39 | 97% |
29 | 2020-06-18 23:59:09 | 76.15 | 96% |