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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9709 | 2020-02-05 20:27:02 | 88.41 | 97% |
| 7277 | 2018-12-13 22:00:27 | 99.79 | 96% |
| 5184 | 2018-07-05 04:40:33 | 92.76 | 98% |