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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7328 | 2018-07-17 08:21:31 | 66.58 | 99% |
5370 | 2017-10-21 11:32:02 | 60.65 | 100% |