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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2094 | 2020-12-01 06:28:59 | 82.45 | 97% |
1778 | 2020-11-21 04:27:17 | 79.99 | 97% |