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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1977 | 2017-12-15 18:55:07 | 47.67 | 92% |
| 816 | 2017-05-13 15:26:19 | 43.67 | 85% |
| 369 | 2017-04-17 13:54:14 | 39.59 | 85% |