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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3452 | 2019-10-27 07:51:37 | 118.97 | 98% |
2981 | 2019-10-18 12:38:21 | 118.90 | 98% |
2666 | 2019-10-07 15:19:47 | 103.96 | 97% |