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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1167 | 2020-10-30 13:54:42 | 98.18 | 99% |
| 1124 | 2020-10-21 17:15:40 | 84.34 | 98% |
| 855 | 2020-03-23 03:33:09 | 90.76 | 99% |