I was assailed by memories of a life that wasn't mine anymore, but one in which I'd found the simplest and most lasting joys: the smells of summer, the part of town I loved, a certain evening sky, Marie's dresses and the way she laughed.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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5077 | 2019-04-15 23:28:48 | 73.79 | 98% |
4842 | 2018-10-07 12:21:19 | 68.37 | 98% |