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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1746 | 2020-08-16 15:25:05 | 55.92 | 97% |
| 665 | 2019-11-29 14:20:54 | 62.12 | 97% |