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 |
---|---|---|---|
4165 | 2018-05-03 15:56:39 | 104.41 | 99% |
3799 | 2018-04-30 17:33:17 | 97.24 | 96% |
3643 | 2018-04-23 13:19:07 | 105.83 | 99% |
2621 | 2017-12-11 03:58:34 | 97.63 | 97% |