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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6930 | 2020-12-15 06:48:42 | 50.92 | 93% |
5506 | 2020-11-20 02:11:14 | 55.18 | 96% |