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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 889 | 2021-05-16 08:35:45 | 172.95 | 97% |
| 749 | 2021-04-12 14:58:17 | 168.06 | 99% |