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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8067 | 2020-08-13 02:11:29 | 130.87 | 99% |
| 4336 | 2020-06-27 21:53:31 | 105.43 | 97% |
| 2705 | 2020-06-02 01:22:25 | 121.23 | 99% |
| 2283 | 2020-05-23 04:14:43 | 115.76 | 99% |