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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9632 | 2021-04-26 17:24:42 | 77.36 | 97% |
| 8830 | 2021-03-17 15:26:35 | 79.69 | 98% |