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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1896 | 2021-09-08 14:25:03 | 63.86 | 95% |
| 1601 | 2021-08-27 11:28:53 | 70.44 | 95% |