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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16366 | 2021-08-22 22:05:31 | 76.17 | 98% |
11072 | 2020-07-24 10:48:54 | 83.76 | 99% |