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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10554 | 2020-08-28 10:51:39 | 90.91 | 99% |
| 7035 | 2019-01-06 09:34:01 | 92.29 | 99% |
| 2360 | 2018-03-25 15:16:23 | 81.52 | 97% |
| 543 | 2018-01-10 12:30:09 | 76.57 | 97% |