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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5352 | 2020-04-17 13:29:55 | 82.45 | 98% |
| 2535 | 2019-12-26 12:57:16 | 67.02 | 98% |