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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4136 | 2020-04-24 19:22:33 | 100.64 | 98% |
| 2331 | 2019-05-10 15:50:34 | 100.00 | 97% |
| 1749 | 2019-02-23 06:55:49 | 92.89 | 98% |