I'd always loved the house and its pretty white facade, the crisp black shutters framing the windows, the tawny cedar shingles on the roof; an old oak tree just to the right of the house in the front yard, exactly where it should be, a rope swing hanging from its limbs.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1069 | 2020-09-17 03:05:39 | 58.67 | 94% |
| 554 | 2020-09-08 20:20:22 | 53.24 | 94% |