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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2090 | 2017-07-26 02:18:48 | 103.86 | 98% |
| 1759 | 2017-02-12 23:35:58 | 97.93 | 91% |