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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1456 | 2017-06-05 13:48:32 | 75.59 | 96% |
| 522 | 2017-04-29 11:46:23 | 66.89 | 87% |