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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1601 | 2019-02-04 16:43:15 | 43.39 | 93% |
| 866 | 2018-12-18 16:45:53 | 52.58 | 94% |