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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 56809 | 2019-04-07 12:23:57 | 131.22 | 98% |
| 53014 | 2018-07-09 18:25:29 | 126.65 | 98% |
| 52434 | 2018-06-09 19:46:27 | 117.96 | 98% |
| 51704 | 2018-06-01 21:45:35 | 110.38 | 96% |