The sky grew momentarily more brilliant, the sun sank lower, and at last the light came almost level, painting the flat meadows as with a brush dropping emeralds, and throwing from each tiny inequality, and each blade of grass, a separate shade of its own.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 44214 | 2024-08-21 07:56:41 | 115.14 | 95.7% |
| 41247 | 2024-07-28 07:10:58 | 106.93 | 96.6% |
| 40505 | 2024-07-26 11:48:28 | 132.64 | 98.6% |
| 36787 | 2024-06-12 07:11:43 | 129.35 | 98% |
| 35549 | 2024-05-19 01:27:05 | 127.50 | 97.9% |
| 33434 | 2024-04-12 11:34:17 | 108.86 | 95.5% |
| 32962 | 2024-04-06 05:09:05 | 144.83 | 98.6% |
| 24940 | 2023-12-11 08:15:52 | 118.39 | 97% |
| 23708 | 2023-11-16 11:27:56 | 133.24 | 98.3% |
| 23596 | 2023-11-16 09:07:52 | 122.22 | 97% |
| 23384 | 2023-11-16 03:50:49 | 132.19 | 97.9% |