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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495 | 2021-03-16 07:46:05 | 60.77 | 96% |
174 | 2021-02-12 10:26:56 | 62.41 | 95.5% |