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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3020 | 2020-04-20 01:13:31 | 116.46 | 99% |
1737 | 2020-03-07 05:51:58 | 112.76 | 98% |