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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3762 | 2017-12-08 15:19:52 | 97.49 | 98% |
| 2870 | 2017-11-22 15:32:05 | 88.97 | 98% |
| 2585 | 2017-11-15 15:36:35 | 95.41 | 98% |