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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2256 | 2018-11-21 20:48:57 | 105.47 | 98% |
107 | 2018-09-21 12:04:08 | 102.56 | 98% |