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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4875 | 2018-05-22 03:12:03 | 96.80 | 99% |
| 1521 | 2017-01-20 18:06:17 | 92.77 | 98% |