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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 507 | 2018-11-01 05:49:15 | 63.39 | 98% |
| 144 | 2018-08-19 18:13:42 | 59.02 | 98% |