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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1055 | 2019-12-11 06:34:16 | 144.87 | 100% |
286 | 2018-01-10 12:29:54 | 118.52 | 99% |