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 |
---|---|---|---|
7216 | 2018-11-27 23:01:31 | 80.40 | 96% |
7039 | 2018-11-25 22:28:07 | 74.88 | 95% |
5548 | 2018-09-24 12:45:46 | 85.12 | 95% |
1858 | 2018-01-08 15:11:10 | 61.82 | 93% |