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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4787 | 2021-08-09 10:45:04 | 74.31 | 99% |
3801 | 2021-07-28 04:25:59 | 69.45 | 97% |