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 |
---|---|---|---|
10276 | 2019-07-09 22:26:24 | 96.78 | 100% |
10267 | 2019-07-09 22:16:15 | 83.39 | 97% |
5015 | 2018-04-01 17:40:19 | 69.46 | 96% |