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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7287 | 2020-03-28 13:02:06 | 67.79 | 96% |
6653 | 2019-12-31 19:20:18 | 83.96 | 98% |