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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 119 | 2017-05-11 20:07:52 | 64.67 | 92% |
| 61 | 2017-04-16 17:27:45 | 65.27 | 89% |