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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 558 | 2023-08-05 16:36:49 | 50.41 | 95% |
| 412 | 2023-07-31 07:58:19 | 60.68 | 95% |