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 |
---|---|---|---|
8449 | 2020-12-11 06:27:52 | 79.97 | 96% |
2352 | 2020-09-02 06:35:21 | 66.36 | 97% |