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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1317 | 2025-11-03 21:40:04 | 101.17 | 99% |
| 50 | 2025-06-14 01:55:12 | 97.07 | 99% |