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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11353 | 2018-04-09 22:09:08 | 122.94 | 99% |
| 8946 | 2017-11-16 23:31:51 | 122.44 | 98% |
| 8896 | 2017-11-16 22:22:37 | 116.54 | 98% |
| 8262 | 2017-11-15 02:36:45 | 118.61 | 97% |