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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215 | 2018-09-04 18:00:27 | 93.08 | 95% |
69 | 2018-04-22 11:29:32 | 83.08 | 94% |