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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 770 | 2020-12-03 00:27:12 | 87.01 | 98% |
| 35 | 2020-09-01 04:31:07 | 66.30 | 99% |