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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2050 | 2020-03-22 21:20:53 | 123.63 | 99% |
| 1967 | 2020-03-22 00:29:49 | 112.42 | 98% |
| 897 | 2018-07-03 08:28:35 | 104.87 | 98% |