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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5277 | 2018-06-28 18:13:38 | 73.93 | 97% |
2760 | 2017-12-26 12:16:24 | 72.72 | 97% |