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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1514 | 2017-08-10 20:04:00 | 48.64 | 93% |
| 845 | 2017-06-12 15:22:27 | 35.16 | 91% |
| 383 | 2017-05-09 15:08:25 | 43.86 | 86% |