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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 863 | 2018-12-12 00:55:12 | 94.00 | 99% |
| 789 | 2018-12-11 19:03:55 | 101.29 | 98% |
| 639 | 2018-11-30 21:09:19 | 100.12 | 99% |