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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 860 | 2017-04-14 01:02:45 | 35.66 | 92% |
| 608 | 2017-03-27 08:51:47 | 33.15 | 94% |