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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18634 | 2018-02-21 19:48:31 | 136.68 | 99% |
| 14429 | 2018-01-17 21:18:02 | 128.33 | 98% |