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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2574 | 2017-03-30 14:10:51 | 89.12 | 94% |
| 2156 | 2017-03-01 06:58:31 | 85.34 | 96% |