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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1380 | 2020-11-13 18:59:26 | 79.47 | 95% |
| 1108 | 2020-11-05 18:26:03 | 73.61 | 95% |
| 411 | 2020-09-26 23:57:22 | 65.13 | 95% |