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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1757 | 2018-09-25 20:23:34 | 81.60 | 97% |
1004 | 2018-01-31 01:12:34 | 79.11 | 97% |
830 | 2018-01-13 07:36:31 | 77.20 | 98% |