Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; he will not see me stopping here to watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer to stop without a farmhouse near between the woods and frozen lake the darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake to ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 67561 | 2023-10-02 02:27:38 | 167.51 | 98.6% |
| 64182 | 2023-06-18 01:05:34 | 183.73 | 99% |
| 59834 | 2023-04-01 00:50:06 | 170.99 | 98% |
| 58620 | 2023-03-22 21:04:25 | 192.76 | 99% |
| 54210 | 2023-02-19 01:33:47 | 183.01 | 99% |
| 52458 | 2023-01-08 04:24:14 | 185.11 | 99% |
| 46631 | 2022-11-26 23:38:18 | 176.73 | 99% |
| 45331 | 2022-10-30 15:44:30 | 166.95 | 98% |
| 44331 | 2022-10-13 02:18:02 | 185.65 | 100% |
| 38649 | 2022-05-31 19:01:37 | 174.16 | 99% |
| 31561 | 2022-02-23 02:11:19 | 163.96 | 98% |
| 17523 | 2021-06-20 00:47:54 | 161.30 | 98% |
| 5602 | 2020-12-18 19:53:13 | 159.38 | 100% |