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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2498 | 2018-10-18 15:35:41 | 128.29 | 99% |
| 2378 | 2018-09-07 17:15:09 | 122.36 | 100% |