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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12497 | 2017-05-07 05:14:58 | 57.35 | 92% |
| 12152 | 2017-04-02 12:14:17 | 60.00 | 92% |
| 11390 | 2017-02-06 13:32:43 | 57.31 | 96% |