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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3465 | 2019-07-10 15:34:36 | 69.32 | 97% |
2192 | 2019-05-15 17:39:46 | 69.30 | 97% |