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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1988 | 2019-05-12 22:04:24 | 90.10 | 98% |
| 502 | 2017-05-21 22:59:10 | 88.81 | 95% |