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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6826 | 2018-09-19 21:40:44 | 114.48 | 96% |
6459 | 2018-09-14 18:31:26 | 135.73 | 97% |
6211 | 2018-09-08 22:23:33 | 140.88 | 99% |