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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 434 | 2020-06-07 15:33:33 | 57.63 | 98% |
| 36 | 2020-04-29 17:29:37 | 58.24 | 98% |