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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16858 | 2019-09-03 02:12:13 | 108.07 | 100% |
| 16357 | 2019-07-21 02:52:26 | 94.52 | 98% |