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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 204 | 2017-10-08 07:11:38 | 126.01 | 98% |
| 118 | 2017-09-14 20:19:59 | 119.72 | 97% |