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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 577 | 2017-02-16 15:21:14 | 60.72 | 87% |
| 371 | 2017-01-31 13:36:44 | 61.21 | 93% |