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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2152 | 2017-03-19 08:18:04 | 69.78 | 96% |
| 1876 | 2017-02-24 00:32:57 | 66.79 | 96% |