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 |
---|---|---|---|
5198 | 2018-12-12 21:46:04 | 62.80 | 93% |
5035 | 2018-12-11 02:51:56 | 67.40 | 95% |
818 | 2018-04-15 22:36:52 | 52.79 | 94% |