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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2494 | 2020-11-05 00:48:13 | 79.07 | 96% |
1558 | 2020-04-22 15:40:57 | 78.86 | 95% |