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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5753 | 2018-05-10 00:19:01 | 109.16 | 98% |
3244 | 2017-12-22 01:43:12 | 94.77 | 95% |