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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3313 | 2018-12-18 16:02:59 | 109.20 | 98% |
| 2925 | 2017-08-09 08:57:08 | 102.12 | 97% |