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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 565 | 2021-03-10 10:36:38 | 72.06 | 96% |
| 498 | 2020-01-28 07:26:57 | 74.70 | 95% |