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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1558 | 2023-05-21 09:10:54 | 48.95 | 95% |
1194 | 2023-04-09 10:31:52 | 51.35 | 97% |
825 | 2023-02-25 13:06:24 | 44.89 | 96% |