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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1187 | 2018-11-15 07:55:25 | 90.03 | 98% |
13 | 2018-04-18 15:49:05 | 102.59 | 100% |