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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5210 | 2018-07-27 00:53:43 | 101.07 | 98% |
| 1212 | 2017-10-29 23:23:13 | 79.43 | 97% |