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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5065 | 2024-02-06 07:50:46 | 132.22 | 100% |
| 3322 | 2020-04-24 02:16:32 | 99.36 | 97% |