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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1612 | 2017-02-23 12:15:01 | 97.55 | 94% |
| 1266 | 2017-02-14 22:56:13 | 90.84 | 94% |
| 525 | 2017-01-29 08:31:43 | 104.14 | 98% |