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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1145 | 2019-09-27 11:01:40 | 51.63 | 98% |
| 143 | 2019-08-16 14:42:29 | 43.29 | 98% |