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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1578 | 2018-12-09 19:02:52 | 80.49 | 95% |
| 1501 | 2018-09-18 03:43:34 | 73.30 | 97% |