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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 625 | 2018-08-21 11:05:56 | 47.70 | 94% |
| 15 | 2018-03-26 16:41:34 | 39.69 | 95% |