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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4124 | 2019-09-06 16:01:01 | 100.70 | 98% |
| 123 | 2019-01-06 19:30:22 | 58.42 | 99% |