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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27456 | 2020-03-04 07:54:41 | 124.78 | 97% |
| 27196 | 2020-02-05 03:51:35 | 145.14 | 99% |