On rainy afternoons, embroidering with a group of friends on the begonia porch, she would lose the thread of the conversation and a tear of nostalgia would salt her palate when she saw the strips of damp earth and the piles of mud that the earthworms had pushed up in the garden.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22319 | 2019-05-30 09:12:13 | 76.42 | 100% |
| 6892 | 2018-03-06 04:48:57 | 68.97 | 99% |
| 3911 | 2018-01-01 17:23:58 | 71.45 | 99% |