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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3824 | 2019-09-03 04:45:29 | 67.14 | 95% |
| 3801 | 2019-09-03 03:44:38 | 70.27 | 96% |