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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4964 | 2018-12-10 06:30:34 | 61.12 | 95% |
| 4918 | 2018-12-10 02:10:18 | 61.84 | 93% |
| 3653 | 2018-12-03 06:34:10 | 68.81 | 95% |