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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793 | 2019-12-08 09:49:22 | 57.89 | 98% |
26 | 2018-09-20 18:37:53 | 40.71 | 97% |