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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2323 | 2019-03-08 03:12:14 | 87.29 | 98% |
1150 | 2019-01-10 15:25:30 | 78.44 | 96% |