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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9602 | 2018-06-21 08:19:25 | 62.95 | 96% |
| 4736 | 2018-02-05 01:55:05 | 59.89 | 96% |
| 4449 | 2018-02-02 07:30:10 | 62.92 | 97% |