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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4991 | 2018-08-08 20:32:30 | 93.31 | 99% |
4265 | 2016-12-26 10:46:13 | 86.28 | 98% |