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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1157 | 2018-02-23 00:13:24 | 65.25 | 96% |
| 179 | 2017-08-30 20:35:54 | 60.40 | 97% |