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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882 | 2018-09-30 05:48:06 | 123.89 | 99% |
694 | 2018-09-21 08:29:00 | 102.87 | 98% |