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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7551 | 2017-02-24 02:00:29 | 153.51 | 95% |
| 7509 | 2017-02-21 19:01:31 | 162.82 | 100% |