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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19302 | 2018-08-23 14:52:33 | 87.89 | 96% |
| 19269 | 2018-08-22 17:29:55 | 104.05 | 97% |
| 8561 | 2017-10-17 23:01:54 | 106.00 | 97% |
| 6106 | 2017-08-28 20:52:37 | 111.81 | 98% |