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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2319 | 2020-10-25 05:41:04 | 120.32 | 95% |
| 448 | 2019-02-08 10:25:40 | 147.59 | 100% |