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 |
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| 1859 | 2021-04-27 12:29:45 | 65.73 | 95% |
| 173 | 2018-02-05 17:38:19 | 45.63 | 92% |