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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 49221 | 2020-12-17 14:28:57 | 152.29 | 100% |
| 45660 | 2019-03-13 18:05:55 | 116.66 | 98% |
| 40085 | 2018-07-02 11:39:54 | 118.74 | 99% |
| 37882 | 2018-05-09 04:16:14 | 109.23 | 99% |
| 34437 | 2018-02-15 18:22:39 | 116.67 | 99% |