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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2743 | 2018-10-21 06:07:44 | 94.31 | 97% |
| 1167 | 2017-09-27 08:00:53 | 93.14 | 98% |