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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4049 | 2017-08-10 17:44:51 | 101.94 | 99% |
| 3338 | 2017-06-15 17:35:21 | 98.22 | 99% |
| 2107 | 2017-05-17 14:44:54 | 104.71 | 97% |
| 1837 | 2017-05-09 11:23:36 | 103.09 | 96% |