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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30673 | 2018-02-15 15:41:14 | 143.26 | 100% |
29762 | 2018-01-11 14:26:28 | 145.48 | 100% |