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 |
---|---|---|---|
25382 | 2018-07-06 22:45:12 | 103.76 | 99% |
23085 | 2018-05-25 23:48:49 | 104.95 | 98% |
15880 | 2017-11-11 18:57:05 | 83.55 | 97% |
14737 | 2017-11-06 20:05:01 | 73.79 | 96% |