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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4833 | 2019-06-26 06:39:02 | 88.79 | 97% |
2766 | 2019-04-08 15:18:01 | 64.27 | 92% |