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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7420 | 2017-12-13 15:56:53 | 143.95 | 100% |
6588 | 2017-12-06 19:27:33 | 108.53 | 97% |