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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2020 | 2020-08-04 19:38:44 | 94.27 | 97% |
| 38 | 2020-05-03 17:38:55 | 55.28 | 98% |