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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2246 | 2017-12-03 08:04:49 | 62.77 | 96% |
1899 | 2017-10-22 05:57:10 | 49.85 | 94% |