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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9293 | 2020-06-09 06:07:34 | 105.76 | 99% |
2123 | 2018-07-08 08:08:46 | 62.32 | 94% |