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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19807 | 2023-10-05 23:30:59 | 161.89 | 100% |
| 15586 | 2023-03-08 00:21:21 | 150.84 | 99% |
| 7528 | 2019-03-20 00:58:34 | 133.75 | 98% |
| 4266 | 2018-09-09 22:05:15 | 118.85 | 99% |