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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9147 | 2025-02-06 13:35:23 | 82.45 | 97% |
| 1828 | 2021-04-23 10:51:16 | 78.23 | 98% |