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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3202 | 2021-11-02 21:55:55 | 100.97 | 99% |
| 1775 | 2019-02-26 20:36:18 | 98.23 | 99% |