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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 784 | 2020-05-02 00:23:17 | 85.20 | 97% |
| 741 | 2020-05-01 21:42:23 | 79.63 | 97% |