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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1309 | 2017-11-11 12:22:15 | 71.98 | 95% |
| 608 | 2017-07-24 09:50:57 | 73.56 | 95% |
| 352 | 2017-06-26 09:53:45 | 66.46 | 95% |