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 |
---|---|---|---|
80164 | 2019-06-01 13:44:39 | 118.76 | 98% |
76582 | 2018-12-29 22:57:37 | 105.67 | 98% |
70659 | 2017-09-07 01:44:11 | 116.68 | 100% |