For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood, in every spring there is a different green. I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago, and people who will see a world that I shall never know.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1294 | 2020-04-11 15:42:09 | 74.08 | 99% |