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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8747 | 2018-10-14 00:30:25 | 50.03 | 94% |
| 7874 | 2018-10-05 23:53:05 | 46.51 | 96% |