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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2961 | 2021-03-08 12:50:15 | 58.72 | 99% |
1506 | 2021-01-11 08:57:10 | 58.16 | 99% |