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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2758 | 2017-02-23 20:36:45 | 122.51 | 94% |
| 2560 | 2017-02-08 22:38:56 | 128.80 | 98% |