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 |
---|---|---|---|
6115 | 2018-10-30 16:12:22 | 55.88 | 94% |
1881 | 2018-07-22 22:42:21 | 64.14 | 96% |
371 | 2018-06-20 07:10:50 | 55.97 | 97% |