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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9376 | 2017-02-05 00:47:51 | 80.93 | 99% |
7809 | 2016-11-29 15:40:50 | 75.16 | 97% |
7777 | 2016-11-28 05:23:25 | 69.87 | 94% |