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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4301 | 2021-01-22 01:09:01 | 130.34 | 98% |
| 1434 | 2018-04-03 22:48:36 | 110.07 | 97% |
| 1398 | 2018-03-24 05:37:22 | 108.17 | 97% |