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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3756 | 2018-12-12 04:56:00 | 54.95 | 96% |
| 3672 | 2018-12-11 03:49:27 | 55.05 | 95% |
| 855 | 2018-10-08 13:26:19 | 56.13 | 95% |
| 782 | 2018-10-07 13:41:45 | 43.24 | 93% |