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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1517 | 2020-10-24 17:39:07 | 55.04 | 95% |
| 1305 | 2020-10-20 18:18:35 | 59.33 | 96% |