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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1678 | 2020-04-26 21:44:13 | 86.48 | 94% |
| 1489 | 2020-04-17 19:58:18 | 78.82 | 95% |