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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3675 | 2017-05-03 23:56:01 | 210.92 | 100% |
| 3674 | 2017-05-03 23:54:44 | 177.63 | 97% |