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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208 | 2017-07-07 03:07:45 | 71.09 | 95% |
133 | 2017-07-05 08:40:40 | 65.53 | 95% |