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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1242 | 2021-08-12 18:52:35 | 216.80 | 100% |
| 1195 | 2021-08-12 18:23:50 | 202.96 | 99% |