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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4355 | 2019-03-10 02:10:06 | 71.96 | 98% |
| 1319 | 2017-08-23 08:12:09 | 71.22 | 98% |