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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1390 | 2019-12-08 11:38:43 | 77.30 | 96% |
1249 | 2019-11-10 03:41:52 | 74.70 | 96% |
32 | 2019-06-20 03:23:05 | 64.35 | 95% |