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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 576 | 2020-10-27 16:04:38 | 87.98 | 98% |
| 152 | 2020-05-04 09:04:33 | 76.68 | 97% |