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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3619 | 2019-12-07 15:17:10 | 133.00 | 98% |
530 | 2018-11-11 17:32:14 | 105.67 | 97% |
4 | 2018-09-09 17:40:27 | 98.23 | 96% |