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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3102 | 2018-02-14 13:58:24 | 77.25 | 98% |
| 1729 | 2017-09-16 06:50:33 | 68.90 | 97% |