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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28433 | 2017-08-27 18:00:08 | 115.75 | 97% |
| 27519 | 2017-07-16 05:49:01 | 144.50 | 99% |
| 27518 | 2017-07-16 05:48:29 | 136.43 | 98% |
| 26327 | 2017-01-20 07:09:52 | 118.25 | 92% |