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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7331 | 2020-04-24 02:42:28 | 155.67 | 98% |
| 6329 | 2019-04-22 00:15:06 | 169.75 | 98% |
| 5837 | 2019-02-15 23:45:37 | 172.02 | 100% |
| 5832 | 2019-02-15 23:24:50 | 141.26 | 96% |