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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3645 | 2020-08-15 04:34:05 | 107.49 | 98% |
1413 | 2020-06-29 01:34:40 | 105.64 | 97% |