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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4966 | 2017-08-30 07:09:19 | 84.46 | 98% |
4315 | 2017-05-11 21:34:06 | 68.68 | 92% |