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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6116 | 2019-02-21 15:58:30 | 106.42 | 99% |
| 616 | 2018-09-05 12:57:24 | 115.22 | 100% |