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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775 | 2017-03-26 10:45:56 | 74.88 | 88% |
735 | 2017-03-24 21:28:05 | 72.13 | 87% |