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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 38561 | 2020-12-20 12:38:41 | 71.71 | 97% |
| 35199 | 2020-10-28 09:49:25 | 70.66 | 98% |
| 33657 | 2020-10-15 08:32:03 | 69.13 | 98% |
| 32324 | 2020-09-26 13:45:27 | 83.56 | 97% |
| 25561 | 2019-05-28 16:58:12 | 75.09 | 97% |