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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2812 | 2018-02-03 13:46:35 | 54.87 | 99% |
575 | 2017-09-14 20:16:51 | 37.57 | 98% |