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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4620 | 2020-10-23 14:52:26 | 86.63 | 98% |
3781 | 2018-10-16 15:06:10 | 80.40 | 98% |