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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3100 | 2017-04-06 19:05:52 | 60.42 | 90% |
| 2575 | 2017-02-15 01:30:25 | 52.38 | 89% |
| 2497 | 2017-01-26 12:26:33 | 55.42 | 92% |