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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3178 | 2018-02-06 17:21:45 | 68.00 | 97% |
2705 | 2017-09-27 00:13:44 | 72.94 | 97% |