The sky grew momentarily more brilliant, the sun sank lower, and at last the light came almost level, painting the flat meadows as with a brush dropping emeralds, and throwing from each tiny inequality, and each blade of grass, a separate shade of its own.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 191284 | 2024-04-13 03:33:14 | 114.70 | 96.5% |
| 188953 | 2024-03-22 06:46:55 | 99.48 | 98.2% |
| 185109 | 2024-02-14 20:43:19 | 103.65 | 98.2% |
| 184409 | 2024-02-11 11:23:57 | 111.95 | 98.1% |
| 184127 | 2024-02-10 13:21:14 | 104.40 | 95.4% |
| 179466 | 2023-12-27 04:27:29 | 98.44 | 97.2% |
| 178114 | 2023-12-16 07:59:01 | 101.11 | 97.2% |
| 176235 | 2023-11-27 22:52:56 | 110.34 | 99.6% |
| 175018 | 2023-11-14 22:49:13 | 106.79 | 98.9% |