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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14155 | 2020-08-18 06:21:57 | 162.24 | 99% |
| 14154 | 2020-08-18 06:16:49 | 112.16 | 96% |