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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1220 | 2018-12-28 22:03:29 | 75.39 | 97% |
297 | 2018-05-07 15:40:30 | 78.43 | 99% |