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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5451 | 2019-04-08 03:13:48 | 110.14 | 98% |
| 4087 | 2018-10-31 13:49:01 | 117.44 | 100% |