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 |
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7033 | 2020-01-28 18:23:37 | 65.08 | 98% |
6831 | 2019-12-24 15:45:48 | 66.70 | 99% |