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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11808 | 2021-08-06 07:40:44 | 52.65 | 96% |
10006 | 2017-11-22 10:09:41 | 73.72 | 99% |