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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2575 | 2020-11-24 03:25:08 | 82.85 | 97% |
2310 | 2020-09-08 07:29:28 | 75.47 | 96% |