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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3770 | 2017-10-21 21:17:29 | 77.70 | 96% |
| 3609 | 2017-08-29 22:57:48 | 83.44 | 97% |