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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 726 | 2020-12-06 01:44:12 | 47.23 | 97% |
| 494 | 2019-09-27 05:05:35 | 44.89 | 96% |