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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 673 | 2019-02-12 19:12:48 | 71.64 | 96% |
| 116 | 2019-01-09 18:26:12 | 53.56 | 93% |