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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13246 | 2018-09-05 09:44:22 | 83.89 | 99% |
| 10732 | 2018-05-28 05:47:18 | 78.33 | 99% |
| 9911 | 2018-04-22 05:10:15 | 77.76 | 99% |
| 9601 | 2018-03-30 10:23:35 | 75.73 | 97% |
| 6941 | 2017-12-08 13:13:36 | 63.42 | 97% |