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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1916 | 2017-04-14 08:36:28 | 107.35 | 97% |
| 1537 | 2017-04-06 15:29:37 | 89.95 | 91% |
| 1186 | 2017-03-25 12:01:44 | 103.49 | 97% |
| 453 | 2017-02-21 19:06:51 | 78.51 | 94% |