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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22032 | 2019-05-26 13:30:20 | 78.37 | 99% |
| 15908 | 2018-09-16 10:56:45 | 66.38 | 98% |
| 12492 | 2018-07-27 09:25:39 | 67.31 | 100% |
| 7449 | 2018-03-18 13:54:40 | 65.57 | 99% |
| 2084 | 2017-12-13 10:13:05 | 62.61 | 99% |