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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8952 | 2020-05-17 09:14:06 | 116.97 | 99% |
| 8061 | 2018-05-11 01:06:02 | 107.99 | 98% |
| 6711 | 2018-04-13 18:48:18 | 118.86 | 99% |