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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1511 | 2017-04-15 17:50:34 | 84.19 | 92% |
| 492 | 2017-01-26 12:43:27 | 72.21 | 82% |