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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2064 | 2017-08-05 14:31:15 | 51.05 | 96% |
| 1307 | 2017-07-05 17:33:36 | 51.42 | 96% |