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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2594 | 2018-11-15 07:55:29 | 80.21 | 94% |
2572 | 2018-11-06 07:01:24 | 76.02 | 94% |