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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12601 | 2023-12-04 23:58:03 | 114.77 | 97.3% |
| 5252 | 2020-02-27 05:49:25 | 80.65 | 95% |