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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14609 | 2017-03-20 12:43:33 | 149.75 | 90% |
| 14525 | 2017-03-12 08:25:14 | 137.95 | 89% |