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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15550 | 2020-11-05 01:10:08 | 77.09 | 98% |
| 10713 | 2020-09-16 04:43:29 | 105.73 | 98% |
| 8592 | 2019-07-31 09:11:33 | 92.57 | 97% |
| 6847 | 2019-06-29 11:28:25 | 78.05 | 97% |