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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5833 | 2020-10-23 00:48:52 | 109.30 | 97% |
1707 | 2020-03-23 21:09:00 | 99.25 | 97% |