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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753 | 2020-06-11 17:23:34 | 145.97 | 96% |
424 | 2020-06-06 16:13:11 | 177.59 | 98% |