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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1661 | 2020-08-04 04:09:26 | 104.48 | 95% |
1350 | 2020-03-23 05:40:16 | 104.93 | 96% |