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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1420 | 2020-06-11 10:01:59 | 100.40 | 97% |
206 | 2020-03-09 17:06:12 | 85.53 | 97% |