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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4192 | 2020-09-17 13:07:48 | 86.64 | 97% |
| 3388 | 2020-08-18 13:11:41 | 100.12 | 98% |
| 2751 | 2020-08-02 05:34:53 | 98.29 | 99% |
| 2703 | 2020-07-31 19:19:49 | 91.91 | 98% |