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 |
---|---|---|---|
3257 | 2018-07-04 20:10:11 | 100.07 | 99% |
3202 | 2017-11-04 20:38:56 | 96.19 | 98% |
2795 | 2017-09-08 22:41:26 | 84.24 | 96% |