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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8434 | 2019-10-09 18:21:44 | 81.24 | 98% |
| 7582 | 2019-08-23 22:54:18 | 81.67 | 97% |
| 6972 | 2019-07-01 15:39:25 | 77.57 | 98% |