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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2970 | 2017-08-10 20:03:47 | 62.73 | 96% |
| 800 | 2017-06-13 18:25:28 | 45.56 | 95% |
| 675 | 2017-06-12 15:22:04 | 49.29 | 95% |