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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2183 | 2018-02-27 17:18:22 | 87.52 | 98% |
| 2178 | 2018-02-27 17:13:05 | 75.58 | 97% |