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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3526 | 2020-08-31 06:44:57 | 70.52 | 95% |
| 2061 | 2020-03-06 15:17:38 | 75.29 | 97% |