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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2093 | 2019-06-06 19:06:46 | 92.79 | 98% |
| 858 | 2019-05-13 16:02:24 | 87.34 | 98% |