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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18543 | 2021-08-21 02:36:54 | 76.43 | 96% |
| 8192 | 2020-07-10 12:39:06 | 84.72 | 97% |
| 8055 | 2020-07-10 04:08:11 | 76.65 | 96% |
| 3994 | 2020-06-15 12:12:57 | 69.22 | 94% |