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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1179 | 2020-10-30 02:05:19 | 79.18 | 96% |
| 831 | 2020-07-23 00:49:45 | 76.85 | 97% |