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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232 | 2021-02-18 14:43:51 | 69.52 | 95% |
133 | 2021-02-12 12:29:27 | 68.07 | 95% |