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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6566 | 2020-07-30 23:50:00 | 84.32 | 97% |
| 2355 | 2020-05-31 14:53:20 | 48.56 | 93% |