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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2309 | 2017-02-12 09:37:06 | 92.67 | 99% |
| 1996 | 2017-01-10 20:37:56 | 92.98 | 98% |
| 1508 | 2016-12-19 19:43:23 | 88.28 | 100% |