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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3084 | 2017-08-08 16:29:57 | 131.40 | 97% |
| 2786 | 2017-06-19 14:34:25 | 133.97 | 97% |
| 1460 | 2017-02-20 02:27:20 | 146.06 | 93% |