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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6562 | 2020-03-18 07:56:51 | 111.46 | 100% |
| 2709 | 2019-06-10 10:51:17 | 81.01 | 97% |