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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1116 | 2019-06-19 08:29:07 | 118.01 | 99% |
| 547 | 2017-07-20 12:17:08 | 92.79 | 98% |