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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1380 | 2019-06-13 13:02:57 | 73.34 | 99% |
| 344 | 2018-12-08 15:41:27 | 64.52 | 97% |