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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4848 | 2020-10-22 06:14:19 | 57.53 | 97% |
| 2201 | 2020-09-01 17:06:26 | 55.34 | 96% |