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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534 | 2018-08-30 03:31:16 | 112.86 | 98% |
337 | 2017-11-30 05:07:42 | 89.83 | 96% |