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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3324 | 2017-04-25 07:52:10 | 78.72 | 96% |
| 3042 | 2017-03-16 16:02:20 | 61.96 | 87% |