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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3574 | 2020-02-23 06:12:14 | 85.87 | 98% |
| 282 | 2018-12-21 03:04:32 | 59.32 | 95% |