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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8617 | 2020-04-06 13:13:57 | 88.11 | 97% |
| 7649 | 2018-04-28 21:12:31 | 97.23 | 97% |