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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 789 | 2017-01-30 07:46:46 | 39.72 | 96% |
| 211 | 2017-01-24 12:49:36 | 37.45 | 96% |