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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4568 | 2021-08-17 23:59:13 | 83.57 | 97% |
| 4143 | 2021-07-24 08:26:21 | 81.30 | 97% |