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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615 | 2017-05-31 00:05:49 | 99.49 | 97% |
494 | 2017-05-20 18:24:10 | 89.78 | 98% |