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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3387 | 2018-07-24 16:49:23 | 71.50 | 98% |
| 860 | 2017-10-03 18:37:07 | 65.85 | 97% |