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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4333 | 2019-01-27 23:01:41 | 134.34 | 98% |
| 2301 | 2018-04-25 17:38:36 | 102.36 | 96% |