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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1393 | 2019-03-14 19:59:22 | 105.66 | 97% |
| 764 | 2019-03-02 00:44:02 | 91.02 | 97% |