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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19430 | 2020-07-12 23:16:12 | 127.92 | 98% |
| 17155 | 2018-01-17 21:18:00 | 136.84 | 98% |