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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513 | 2017-01-16 01:10:16 | 55.31 | 88% |
307 | 2017-01-07 21:10:46 | 50.57 | 89% |