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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3680 | 2023-04-18 08:55:28 | 87.15 | 98% |
3476 | 2023-03-08 13:25:19 | 83.70 | 96% |
403 | 2020-06-28 08:22:52 | 63.28 | 95% |