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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857 | 2020-07-19 12:01:21 | 43.01 | 94% |
574 | 2020-07-06 11:09:24 | 38.65 | 95% |