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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2265 | 2020-01-13 16:12:51 | 56.67 | 94% |
| 1301 | 2019-12-31 12:18:53 | 59.84 | 97% |
| 1131 | 2019-12-29 05:12:28 | 55.90 | 97% |