The sky grew momentarily more brilliant, the sun sank lower, and at last the light came almost level, painting the flat meadows as with a brush dropping emeralds, and throwing from each tiny inequality, and each blade of grass, a separate shade of its own.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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6844 | 2023-12-22 21:56:32 | 108.01 | 96.7% |
6300 | 2023-11-16 09:07:52 | 125.37 | 97.3% |
5842 | 2023-11-09 16:48:49 | 129.55 | 97.2% |