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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1702 | 2017-07-20 08:16:34 | 99.94 | 97% |
| 1270 | 2017-05-18 02:30:14 | 107.80 | 94% |