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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7991 | 2020-12-14 08:42:42 | 79.05 | 98% |
| 5872 | 2018-03-14 13:06:17 | 85.51 | 98% |