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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 322 | 2020-11-13 22:25:20 | 59.53 | 96% |
| 319 | 2020-11-13 22:21:31 | 63.66 | 96% |