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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 518 | 2017-05-23 14:08:45 | 117.36 | 98% |
| 215 | 2017-05-16 14:28:27 | 107.60 | 96% |
| 68 | 2017-05-10 18:12:11 | 105.86 | 94% |