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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2789 | 2020-02-09 04:22:15 | 104.60 | 99% |
1809 | 2020-01-27 17:26:49 | 107.55 | 98% |