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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28930 | 2017-12-20 21:37:49 | 141.74 | 99% |
28697 | 2017-09-15 11:38:47 | 112.65 | 98% |