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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3130 | 2018-01-17 23:12:55 | 107.02 | 99% |
| 1752 | 2017-02-18 19:36:50 | 80.49 | 92% |