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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5127 | 2019-08-30 14:30:41 | 83.06 | 97% |
| 2301 | 2019-02-24 15:02:25 | 94.86 | 98% |