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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9266 | 2020-03-13 20:10:13 | 81.74 | 97% |
106 | 2019-09-25 21:21:48 | 59.26 | 96% |