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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2695 | 2020-05-13 21:40:52 | 87.95 | 98% |
| 2029 | 2020-01-16 07:03:42 | 86.06 | 98% |