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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2687 | 2020-11-08 21:47:24 | 120.65 | 99% |
| 966 | 2020-08-27 14:03:39 | 78.12 | 97% |