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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537 | 2018-11-26 16:27:05 | 89.82 | 97% |
186 | 2018-10-23 15:15:14 | 84.67 | 98% |