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 |
---|---|---|---|
9675 | 2018-02-18 05:42:09 | 105.19 | 98% |
6741 | 2017-10-01 02:12:42 | 113.62 | 99% |
6301 | 2017-09-04 02:39:58 | 104.92 | 98% |