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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2660 | 2020-05-08 09:02:57 | 73.30 | 98% |
| 157 | 2018-07-18 02:44:59 | 53.95 | 95% |