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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1788 | 2018-10-22 02:39:40 | 39.56 | 95% |
| 239 | 2018-09-29 02:17:25 | 33.89 | 99% |