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 |
---|---|---|---|
14496 | 2018-09-03 03:49:55 | 89.09 | 97% |
6182 | 2018-01-02 22:33:56 | 82.03 | 97% |
5512 | 2017-12-27 04:32:39 | 90.49 | 99% |
4362 | 2017-12-18 03:55:26 | 79.73 | 98% |