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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1026 | 2018-06-04 13:56:23 | 67.64 | 96% |
| 1020 | 2018-06-04 08:04:46 | 65.00 | 97% |
| 397 | 2018-01-08 10:45:46 | 52.49 | 95% |