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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6753 | 2017-05-03 02:03:08 | 121.96 | 94% |
| 6704 | 2017-04-30 00:52:19 | 109.30 | 88% |