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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13967 | 2020-06-15 14:30:30 | 144.17 | 97% |
| 11577 | 2020-03-30 10:16:24 | 129.39 | 97% |
| 10332 | 2020-03-13 14:12:52 | 108.80 | 97% |
| 9652 | 2020-02-19 13:12:36 | 132.90 | 99% |
| 7962 | 2020-01-08 14:32:58 | 131.09 | 99% |