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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6465 | 2020-02-05 22:40:32 | 68.77 | 98% |
| 514 | 2019-05-09 16:27:38 | 50.02 | 99% |