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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1446 | 2020-07-22 15:47:38 | 92.26 | 98% |
749 | 2020-05-23 01:11:57 | 74.99 | 95% |