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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2010 | 2020-08-11 13:49:58 | 74.91 | 99% |
1751 | 2020-08-07 15:55:10 | 77.64 | 99% |