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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1342 | 2020-09-08 23:50:35 | 67.90 | 96% |
310 | 2020-07-26 19:23:18 | 51.32 | 96% |