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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1425 | 2017-06-04 03:17:57 | 84.12 | 100% |
| 1175 | 2017-05-14 05:24:59 | 75.08 | 96% |
| 894 | 2017-05-04 03:32:54 | 77.62 | 96% |