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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5364 | 2019-03-20 20:49:48 | 88.15 | 98% |
| 5048 | 2019-02-14 21:11:29 | 85.92 | 98% |
| 4147 | 2018-11-13 17:59:51 | 84.41 | 99% |
| 2841 | 2018-08-12 21:26:47 | 74.47 | 99% |