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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356 | 2021-06-07 20:48:36 | 97.29 | 98% |
92 | 2021-04-27 09:00:14 | 91.21 | 96% |