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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1276 | 2018-12-08 14:11:48 | 84.66 | 98% |
289 | 2018-04-07 12:52:02 | 72.90 | 95% |