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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1496 | 2018-05-25 23:48:40 | 146.84 | 99% |
1306 | 2018-05-13 22:26:11 | 148.30 | 99% |