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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29936 | 2018-06-20 19:41:58 | 119.52 | 97% |
| 14870 | 2018-01-03 14:17:40 | 111.57 | 97% |
| 14010 | 2017-12-18 17:59:16 | 124.37 | 99% |
| 8368 | 2017-10-24 13:06:22 | 126.53 | 99% |
| 6853 | 2017-09-22 14:30:06 | 105.35 | 98% |