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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1051 | 2020-05-08 18:04:36 | 53.16 | 95% |
| 596 | 2019-09-09 19:03:21 | 45.18 | 94% |