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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1496 | 2017-05-24 08:41:08 | 90.11 | 94% |
| 982 | 2017-04-11 14:44:53 | 90.17 | 100% |