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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22761 | 2018-05-06 10:04:26 | 66.18 | 98% |
| 22724 | 2018-05-05 09:46:15 | 60.48 | 95% |