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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4536 | 2020-10-12 15:01:48 | 81.55 | 95% |
| 2892 | 2020-08-12 22:40:35 | 69.70 | 96% |
| 185 | 2020-02-11 13:53:20 | 52.56 | 94% |