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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1493 | 2017-12-01 21:30:07 | 53.84 | 94% |
1364 | 2017-11-22 15:44:18 | 65.01 | 96% |