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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3562 | 2018-04-09 12:48:03 | 126.38 | 99% |
| 1856 | 2018-01-12 07:58:21 | 136.63 | 99% |
| 1196 | 2017-08-12 15:43:45 | 123.77 | 99% |