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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243 | 2017-02-02 08:53:49 | 55.84 | 92% |
172 | 2017-01-04 13:29:03 | 58.39 | 97% |