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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1784 | 2019-09-01 07:32:36 | 69.93 | 95% |
| 1570 | 2019-08-12 06:11:24 | 86.74 | 98% |