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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7116 | 2020-03-30 00:52:20 | 102.07 | 97% |
| 2998 | 2017-10-19 03:22:33 | 103.83 | 98% |
| 2972 | 2017-10-14 05:07:30 | 102.60 | 99% |