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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5552 | 2017-08-21 05:31:41 | 161.12 | 100% |
| 5551 | 2017-08-21 05:29:23 | 155.37 | 99% |