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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8611 | 2020-09-11 13:51:41 | 75.83 | 98% |
| 4091 | 2019-11-08 02:11:23 | 68.12 | 96% |