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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 125 | 2020-09-10 12:04:03 | 94.28 | 97% |
| 77 | 2020-09-08 07:40:05 | 82.28 | 96% |