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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19050 | 2018-11-16 17:13:03 | 118.88 | 96% |
17142 | 2018-08-22 07:24:36 | 124.16 | 96% |