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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3485 | 2017-09-05 19:42:12 | 90.83 | 95% |
3397 | 2017-09-04 21:41:53 | 89.64 | 96% |