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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2360 | 2020-09-16 06:56:56 | 87.25 | 97% |
272 | 2020-08-11 03:11:46 | 71.75 | 95% |