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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 712 | 2018-07-16 03:11:57 | 67.20 | 97% |
| 282 | 2017-08-12 07:48:38 | 55.33 | 95% |