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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4415 | 2019-03-11 01:25:45 | 59.39 | 100% |
2279 | 2017-10-12 01:06:53 | 45.48 | 98% |