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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5157 | 2021-07-30 06:36:15 | 66.48 | 96% |
| 423 | 2020-03-29 09:54:02 | 40.88 | 93% |