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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5249 | 2019-02-07 23:38:10 | 39.33 | 95% |
2790 | 2018-01-25 22:34:18 | 30.38 | 93% |