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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1284 | 2017-06-29 00:36:07 | 61.13 | 94% |
| 1117 | 2017-05-17 18:46:36 | 74.21 | 94% |