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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11719 | 2020-04-15 21:14:42 | 82.37 | 96% |
9972 | 2020-04-07 03:24:13 | 82.99 | 96% |
3448 | 2020-01-09 04:24:57 | 70.40 | 93% |