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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5720 | 2019-11-08 16:32:37 | 86.16 | 98% |
4690 | 2019-08-17 15:24:30 | 89.28 | 97% |