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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6291 | 2018-08-13 07:24:34 | 59.60 | 95% |
| 6220 | 2018-08-11 15:08:41 | 70.28 | 97% |
| 4304 | 2018-05-08 05:49:34 | 64.11 | 98% |
| 884 | 2018-01-19 11:11:36 | 58.20 | 95% |