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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3123 | 2020-11-27 12:22:12 | 71.20 | 97% |
| 980 | 2019-01-24 09:35:34 | 69.07 | 97% |