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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4723 | 2018-06-28 11:59:56 | 67.87 | 95% |
| 4203 | 2018-06-25 10:01:54 | 71.52 | 96% |
| 1707 | 2018-05-30 13:06:05 | 62.45 | 96% |
| 734 | 2018-05-15 14:19:12 | 58.17 | 96% |
| 709 | 2018-05-15 13:11:13 | 63.13 | 98% |