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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 33077 | 2020-04-02 20:44:55 | 120.99 | 99% |
| 32370 | 2018-12-18 06:25:45 | 120.34 | 99% |
| 30936 | 2018-04-10 21:29:06 | 133.20 | 98% |
| 30627 | 2018-03-31 23:49:14 | 135.65 | 99% |