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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1109 | 2017-05-31 20:26:24 | 94.87 | 93% |
| 935 | 2017-05-21 00:26:25 | 104.17 | 98% |
| 610 | 2017-05-11 22:52:53 | 89.08 | 94% |