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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13793 | 2020-01-26 02:09:46 | 92.39 | 98% |
| 10582 | 2019-01-23 19:21:13 | 103.31 | 98% |