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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626 | 2019-07-29 22:57:30 | 81.56 | 96% |
516 | 2019-07-27 00:02:06 | 75.14 | 95% |