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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2105 | 2017-11-04 07:50:27 | 83.68 | 98% |
1211 | 2016-12-25 10:07:11 | 90.09 | 97% |