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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2222 | 2018-04-02 12:25:47 | 54.47 | 95% |
| 1254 | 2017-07-07 17:48:28 | 47.55 | 96% |