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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1714 | 2020-11-07 14:52:33 | 39.87 | 94% |
| 1609 | 2020-11-02 17:07:48 | 49.70 | 94% |