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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7432 | 2018-05-09 08:36:31 | 59.57 | 94% |
| 5899 | 2017-09-04 07:42:57 | 57.31 | 95% |