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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1735 | 2020-10-08 01:53:27 | 115.50 | 99% |
759 | 2019-01-08 04:10:36 | 97.11 | 97% |