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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9993 | 2020-05-18 17:10:33 | 120.13 | 98% |
| 6788 | 2020-02-12 16:07:36 | 114.55 | 99% |