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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 645 | 2025-09-03 18:50:19 | 107.50 | 98% |
| 241 | 2025-07-25 08:16:15 | 109.46 | 99% |