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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3445 | 2019-03-11 11:25:34 | 96.79 | 98% |
| 2305 | 2018-12-17 08:51:46 | 84.65 | 97% |