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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5785 | 2021-08-23 13:48:52 | 81.85 | 97% |
| 515 | 2019-10-20 07:53:08 | 65.86 | 96% |