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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1091 | 2017-02-11 15:57:11 | 99.87 | 94% |
| 425 | 2017-01-13 08:08:28 | 88.97 | 94% |