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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10925 | 2021-08-08 15:51:58 | 95.69 | 100% |
| 427 | 2019-11-29 16:43:21 | 57.21 | 97% |