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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2149 | 2021-11-17 09:52:14 | 127.38 | 99% |
| 1561 | 2020-12-09 11:52:14 | 113.29 | 98% |