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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 730 | 2017-10-02 20:35:24 | 88.31 | 97% |
| 464 | 2017-08-31 15:46:29 | 90.85 | 97% |