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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 37 | 2021-04-06 00:42:40 | 95.21 | 98% |