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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238 | 2018-09-18 21:14:38 | 95.69 | 98% |
87 | 2018-09-17 01:02:45 | 88.96 | 98% |