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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 100107 | 2017-06-05 19:52:00 | 165.05 | 100% |
| 99057 | 2017-04-28 22:52:59 | 126.98 | 91% |
| 99056 | 2017-04-28 22:48:42 | 118.28 | 95% |