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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4681 | 2018-07-27 16:41:24 | 154.67 | 100% |
| 4211 | 2018-07-18 10:39:22 | 150.63 | 100% |