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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1654 | 2017-06-25 14:36:20 | 31.39 | 94% |
| 1368 | 2017-05-12 00:03:51 | 30.08 | 86% |