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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6560 | 2018-08-24 02:06:25 | 132.87 | 98% |
| 4615 | 2018-03-28 19:32:06 | 136.14 | 99% |
| 1885 | 2018-01-27 14:11:49 | 113.34 | 97% |