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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8456 | 2020-06-16 21:19:38 | 89.30 | 97% |
| 8250 | 2020-06-10 04:32:45 | 106.81 | 100% |
| 1488 | 2020-02-28 04:48:22 | 84.51 | 97% |