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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 466 | 2020-06-25 06:04:09 | 103.22 | 97% |
| 70 | 2020-01-27 04:23:35 | 97.33 | 96% |