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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5888 | 2017-07-02 19:08:30 | 100.21 | 97% |
| 5442 | 2017-06-12 18:26:14 | 108.33 | 99% |
| 5114 | 2017-06-04 23:20:40 | 114.76 | 99% |