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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1792 | 2020-05-09 03:58:34 | 93.90 | 98% |
1588 | 2020-05-02 07:35:41 | 74.84 | 96% |