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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13321 | 2020-12-18 20:41:18 | 182.87 | 99% |
3975 | 2019-03-12 09:25:38 | 155.98 | 99% |