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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4021 | 2018-02-12 21:49:42 | 62.84 | 97% |
| 3534 | 2017-02-19 19:59:09 | 62.04 | 90% |