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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7941 | 2017-08-02 07:43:05 | 99.41 | 100% |
| 7503 | 2017-06-03 23:36:40 | 96.70 | 98% |