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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 66281 | 2018-02-24 18:04:13 | 151.04 | 98% |
| 65551 | 2018-02-15 23:29:35 | 141.25 | 98% |
| 58893 | 2018-01-10 11:38:32 | 160.69 | 98% |
| 58871 | 2018-01-10 11:16:09 | 148.37 | 98% |
| 56223 | 2017-12-16 10:36:53 | 161.50 | 99% |