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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5785 | 2019-01-03 07:02:45 | 69.09 | 97% |
5268 | 2018-12-19 08:48:32 | 66.84 | 98% |