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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3835 | 2020-12-28 18:11:04 | 100.26 | 99% |
| 1885 | 2020-11-09 02:04:27 | 88.17 | 96% |
| 242 | 2020-09-16 13:27:44 | 69.63 | 95% |