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 |
---|---|---|---|
5033 | 2018-04-07 19:41:42 | 48.07 | 96% |
4888 | 2018-03-31 11:32:23 | 54.72 | 97% |
3563 | 2017-10-11 13:33:52 | 43.30 | 95% |
2945 | 2017-08-27 12:49:20 | 37.74 | 95% |