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 |
---|---|---|---|
58311 | 2019-10-19 02:30:41 | 64.34 | 97% |
56770 | 2019-06-13 13:02:58 | 71.11 | 98% |
55216 | 2019-04-20 05:24:37 | 69.72 | 98% |
38964 | 2017-10-13 16:54:42 | 58.99 | 96% |
38231 | 2017-09-29 15:08:39 | 71.61 | 98% |
37931 | 2017-09-21 13:31:35 | 67.48 | 98% |