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 |
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488 | 2019-05-28 20:34:56 | 59.35 | 98% |
203 | 2019-05-07 12:34:24 | 55.29 | 98% |
8 | 2019-05-02 16:16:24 | 65.66 | 99% |