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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1542 | 2020-03-29 15:51:48 | 93.68 | 96% |
729 | 2020-03-19 16:52:45 | 103.28 | 98% |