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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1511 | 2017-02-20 03:36:02 | 97.00 | 93% |
642 | 2017-01-31 04:57:46 | 111.32 | 100% |