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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2685 | 2019-04-25 16:48:39 | 60.10 | 94% |
2021 | 2019-01-17 21:05:43 | 55.03 | 96% |
239 | 2018-02-26 23:55:03 | 56.96 | 95% |