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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1257 | 2018-08-07 09:49:13 | 74.83 | 97% |
| 1175 | 2018-08-03 05:00:23 | 69.22 | 98% |