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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2970 | 2020-04-14 13:20:05 | 45.55 | 97% |
| 115 | 2020-01-02 12:17:48 | 39.47 | 98% |