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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6520 | 2018-12-03 21:36:22 | 112.79 | 99% |
4587 | 2018-01-23 19:44:26 | 97.41 | 98% |