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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15670 | 2020-02-25 20:32:56 | 147.89 | 97% |
6290 | 2018-07-10 01:02:36 | 148.94 | 99% |