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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912 | 2024-01-06 14:05:26 | 72.30 | 95.6% |
732 | 2024-01-04 15:49:33 | 86.27 | 97.4% |