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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 655 | 2017-05-26 06:38:01 | 58.25 | 92% |
| 446 | 2017-05-25 05:31:09 | 53.27 | 89% |