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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1388 | 2021-06-21 15:26:53 | 76.69 | 99% |
| 818 | 2019-04-30 00:58:50 | 61.23 | 98% |
| 548 | 2018-05-15 01:06:15 | 64.14 | 98% |