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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6147 | 2021-05-12 17:56:32 | 83.26 | 96% |
5237 | 2021-05-01 05:40:51 | 92.23 | 98% |
3036 | 2021-04-05 15:31:17 | 82.29 | 98% |