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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8190 | 2017-05-12 17:38:35 | 103.76 | 96% |
7722 | 2017-02-05 22:41:08 | 107.73 | 98% |