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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 654 | 2017-06-20 17:07:23 | 80.38 | 95% |
| 653 | 2017-06-20 17:05:34 | 82.76 | 97% |
| 631 | 2017-06-20 10:08:03 | 88.60 | 97% |
| 618 | 2017-06-19 16:30:24 | 87.70 | 98% |