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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21868 | 2022-03-18 04:07:42 | 232.72 | 100% |
11440 | 2021-02-10 07:41:15 | 165.89 | 98.3% |