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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6641 | 2020-12-09 14:31:24 | 75.50 | 96% |
| 3774 | 2020-09-10 08:11:48 | 81.51 | 99% |
| 3671 | 2020-09-06 06:21:18 | 78.49 | 97% |
| 1998 | 2020-08-01 01:04:02 | 66.71 | 97% |