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 |
---|---|---|---|
28694 | 2020-10-12 01:06:18 | 146.65 | 97% |
25886 | 2020-05-25 18:32:01 | 156.72 | 98% |
24323 | 2019-10-30 03:17:59 | 145.42 | 98% |
21426 | 2019-02-25 22:30:46 | 148.18 | 99% |
19136 | 2019-01-06 03:45:43 | 159.75 | 99% |
17092 | 2018-11-22 02:21:00 | 150.73 | 99% |
7727 | 2018-08-22 17:29:55 | 103.03 | 95% |
5714 | 2018-08-12 05:51:30 | 140.02 | 99% |