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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 24981 | 2017-03-12 11:59:33 | 132.67 | 99% |
| 23327 | 2017-02-01 21:28:47 | 122.70 | 98% |