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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6809 | 2023-02-04 19:18:36 | 85.53 | 97% |
| 1713 | 2020-06-10 16:26:32 | 59.70 | 95% |