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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7302 | 2018-03-13 17:15:44 | 135.53 | 98% |
| 7140 | 2018-02-21 16:23:54 | 126.69 | 97% |