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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1344 | 2017-12-04 22:24:44 | 93.23 | 98% |
557 | 2017-02-15 23:37:50 | 72.03 | 90% |