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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5059 | 2018-12-16 05:38:41 | 77.45 | 99% |
| 775 | 2017-12-31 16:42:32 | 69.50 | 100% |