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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6839 | 2023-07-09 00:12:19 | 55.85 | 98% |
3530 | 2023-02-10 17:12:01 | 47.60 | 97% |
346 | 2023-01-04 20:41:58 | 41.01 | 99% |