Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; he will not see me stopping here to watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer to stop without a farmhouse near between the woods and frozen lake the darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake to ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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41745 | 2024-01-22 10:17:27 | 115.26 | 97.9% |
40465 | 2023-12-20 10:49:18 | 100.12 | 97.1% |
29466 | 2023-01-19 16:38:10 | 105.42 | 96% |
25503 | 2022-12-13 19:54:34 | 101.60 | 96% |
24958 | 2022-12-09 21:46:52 | 105.08 | 97% |
22618 | 2022-11-01 18:48:24 | 104.64 | 97% |
21509 | 2022-10-19 15:46:40 | 107.67 | 97% |
20629 | 2022-09-22 10:52:47 | 106.78 | 97% |
19890 | 2022-09-03 18:06:00 | 114.56 | 97% |
16849 | 2022-07-27 18:37:50 | 105.47 | 96% |
13209 | 2022-06-13 10:11:05 | 94.42 | 96% |
12266 | 2022-06-02 13:53:25 | 120.61 | 98% |
10197 | 2022-05-04 20:39:16 | 101.83 | 97% |
10080 | 2022-05-02 21:15:16 | 115.63 | 98% |
7967 | 2022-03-17 20:59:08 | 104.81 | 97% |
3793 | 2022-01-21 10:32:00 | 110.74 | 97% |