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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 620 | 2020-07-21 02:49:47 | 56.56 | 97% |
| 292 | 2020-06-12 09:08:40 | 61.06 | 97% |