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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 34056 | 2019-06-01 13:30:32 | 85.01 | 96% |
| 33192 | 2019-04-22 07:51:57 | 90.43 | 97% |
| 31057 | 2019-01-04 23:58:54 | 79.06 | 96% |
| 29968 | 2018-12-06 15:50:14 | 74.89 | 95% |