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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27816 | 2020-04-04 08:54:02 | 138.35 | 99% |
| 25068 | 2019-08-10 09:45:22 | 146.53 | 99% |
| 21698 | 2019-05-05 00:04:18 | 126.33 | 97% |
| 16982 | 2019-01-30 13:52:32 | 118.46 | 97% |
| 9626 | 2018-10-02 08:25:45 | 120.16 | 97% |
| 2259 | 2018-05-09 01:39:51 | 97.95 | 96% |