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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2529 | 2020-04-14 11:00:54 | 109.32 | 98% |
1238 | 2019-01-23 18:41:51 | 100.26 | 99% |