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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9193 | 2019-04-12 14:03:28 | 36.97 | 96% |
| 3954 | 2018-04-16 13:40:34 | 32.40 | 95% |