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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15127 | 2021-07-25 22:55:17 | 131.69 | 98% |
6005 | 2019-10-04 12:02:15 | 134.11 | 99% |
5496 | 2019-08-23 22:59:21 | 122.96 | 97% |