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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1396 | 2021-04-29 11:09:38 | 110.70 | 98% |
| 753 | 2020-11-30 09:53:57 | 106.64 | 98% |
| 81 | 2020-10-03 23:57:58 | 96.40 | 97% |