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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4330 | 2019-11-02 22:54:10 | 51.32 | 95% |
| 215 | 2019-07-19 15:07:12 | 51.10 | 96% |
| 73 | 2019-07-18 18:45:20 | 44.54 | 95% |