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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7908 | 2020-09-04 18:08:52 | 94.09 | 98% |
| 4412 | 2018-10-10 15:18:24 | 96.88 | 98% |