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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8456 | 2018-10-22 17:17:32 | 104.35 | 97% |
| 8283 | 2018-10-12 17:18:47 | 85.82 | 96% |
| 8065 | 2018-10-03 12:45:31 | 91.26 | 96% |