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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 381 | 2019-03-26 14:57:35 | 54.96 | 96% |
| 12 | 2019-03-06 02:51:59 | 53.40 | 96% |