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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2698 | 2019-09-25 17:22:36 | 35.16 | 94% |
2259 | 2019-06-27 13:43:47 | 29.23 | 94% |