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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2637 | 2017-04-05 20:14:54 | 117.38 | 93% |
| 2598 | 2017-04-01 22:21:07 | 124.52 | 97% |