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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 430 | 2020-03-31 15:11:34 | 53.59 | 95% |
| 158 | 2020-03-21 22:12:22 | 47.22 | 96% |