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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6191 | 2020-12-02 11:09:29 | 104.99 | 99% |
| 5128 | 2020-09-04 17:23:28 | 93.55 | 96% |
| 4166 | 2020-07-26 16:02:43 | 107.20 | 98% |