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 |
---|---|---|---|
17433 | 2020-09-19 00:05:11 | 85.69 | 97% |
13630 | 2020-07-12 16:13:35 | 88.42 | 98% |
3533 | 2019-12-10 10:44:58 | 73.57 | 97% |