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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 822 | 2020-03-29 01:36:19 | 70.10 | 96% |
| 401 | 2020-03-23 20:21:13 | 78.60 | 95% |