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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2029 | 2017-02-23 23:25:58 | 71.60 | 92% |
| 1851 | 2017-02-12 15:25:08 | 54.77 | 98% |