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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3479 | 2019-09-12 23:24:30 | 88.30 | 98% |
| 2735 | 2019-06-13 00:22:19 | 91.27 | 98% |