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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7191 | 2017-04-23 21:17:24 | 50.10 | 90% |
| 6364 | 2017-03-06 06:40:42 | 60.39 | 97% |