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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1155 | 2017-08-16 21:00:28 | 51.35 | 95% |
| 356 | 2017-06-01 19:51:55 | 48.84 | 93% |