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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4888 | 2020-10-16 12:37:40 | 92.16 | 97% |
2414 | 2020-01-25 12:40:43 | 85.80 | 98% |