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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5083 | 2018-06-10 09:42:28 | 62.69 | 97% |
3483 | 2018-04-09 22:05:00 | 64.67 | 98% |
3429 | 2018-04-08 22:41:22 | 63.50 | 97% |