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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1718 | 2018-01-10 11:16:14 | 116.24 | 98% |
| 1665 | 2018-01-05 11:56:28 | 116.32 | 99% |
| 1595 | 2017-10-26 15:05:39 | 116.58 | 98% |