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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4726 | 2020-06-04 15:16:25 | 67.45 | 97% |
| 1246 | 2017-10-05 01:05:43 | 53.05 | 95% |