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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4158 | 2017-09-21 19:21:33 | 158.89 | 100% |
2890 | 2017-06-17 16:29:44 | 138.51 | 98% |