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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2632 | 2018-03-11 21:11:53 | 61.21 | 97% |
1522 | 2017-11-30 19:53:37 | 57.01 | 96% |