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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2198 | 2021-08-07 10:34:49 | 105.62 | 97% |
843 | 2020-11-26 06:46:38 | 93.22 | 97% |
382 | 2020-11-18 06:56:08 | 105.57 | 99% |