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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1565 | 2020-12-29 07:27:46 | 83.21 | 98% |
692 | 2020-11-06 10:38:03 | 70.44 | 97% |