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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13340 | 2019-12-25 15:49:56 | 92.32 | 98% |
| 9463 | 2018-05-08 18:46:31 | 87.45 | 97% |