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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1048 | 2020-10-17 18:17:42 | 79.89 | 97% |
| 808 | 2020-09-20 15:22:57 | 79.60 | 98% |