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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2340 | 2017-05-26 19:27:23 | 102.25 | 92% |
| 2233 | 2017-05-21 00:26:25 | 103.73 | 93% |