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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7155 | 2017-04-21 17:33:50 | 99.30 | 100% |
| 7154 | 2017-04-21 17:27:34 | 92.24 | 98% |