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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19029 | 2019-05-06 10:59:22 | 95.59 | 99% |
| 13113 | 2018-09-28 13:36:17 | 95.69 | 98% |
| 11029 | 2018-07-23 13:01:29 | 93.73 | 98% |