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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2298 | 2019-09-04 15:29:15 | 56.87 | 96% |
680 | 2019-07-26 13:29:43 | 59.10 | 97% |