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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3102 | 2020-04-11 11:40:31 | 105.34 | 97% |
| 2349 | 2018-12-14 15:20:00 | 93.37 | 97% |
| 967 | 2018-10-03 23:36:52 | 93.08 | 98% |
| 413 | 2018-09-28 13:36:17 | 94.29 | 98% |