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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5519 | 2017-05-21 03:32:17 | 94.68 | 99% |
| 5150 | 2017-03-18 22:22:35 | 88.43 | 98% |