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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494 | 2018-09-20 19:39:29 | 114.79 | 100% |
153 | 2017-09-08 19:13:40 | 98.31 | 97% |