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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5472 | 2019-04-13 23:11:44 | 69.20 | 92% |
5071 | 2019-04-02 01:08:17 | 90.03 | 97% |