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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4415 | 2019-03-02 05:51:32 | 138.03 | 98% |
| 3380 | 2018-08-18 12:53:49 | 125.23 | 97% |