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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3923 | 2017-12-07 07:36:17 | 65.48 | 98% |
| 3703 | 2017-11-15 07:48:57 | 61.22 | 98% |
| 1924 | 2017-03-28 12:44:52 | 56.67 | 94% |
| 1737 | 2017-03-21 07:43:45 | 55.68 | 94% |