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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683 | 2021-08-03 07:47:53 | 48.48 | 97% |
486 | 2020-10-13 08:49:18 | 40.35 | 93% |