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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1350 | 2017-03-03 13:39:06 | 115.76 | 92% |
| 659 | 2017-01-29 06:49:37 | 128.47 | 96% |