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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1778 | 2018-04-27 07:36:12 | 78.57 | 97% |
| 762 | 2018-01-26 05:33:28 | 86.89 | 98% |