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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7254 | 2019-01-03 18:51:09 | 156.86 | 100% |
| 7192 | 2019-01-03 17:41:39 | 165.73 | 100% |
| 5958 | 2018-10-09 23:51:26 | 154.91 | 100% |
| 5532 | 2018-10-06 00:46:34 | 169.53 | 100% |