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 |
---|---|---|---|
6851 | 2019-06-04 06:45:30 | 98.23 | 96% |
6169 | 2019-05-09 16:28:22 | 90.65 | 94% |
5185 | 2019-03-27 18:44:36 | 91.88 | 95% |
2539 | 2018-09-17 15:31:54 | 110.55 | 99% |