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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1004 | 2018-07-15 00:51:50 | 72.31 | 96% |
| 571 | 2018-05-29 13:14:31 | 72.37 | 98% |
| 538 | 2018-05-26 03:05:24 | 75.98 | 97% |