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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16763 | 2019-06-26 19:45:59 | 96.93 | 97% |
| 15547 | 2017-12-07 13:36:22 | 91.39 | 98% |