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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1210 | 2020-12-09 01:22:29 | 77.90 | 98% |
| 964 | 2020-10-19 05:20:05 | 79.69 | 99% |