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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1002 | 2016-12-14 11:26:33 | 58.11 | 96% |
| 838 | 2016-11-20 13:05:54 | 58.89 | 96% |