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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 746 | 2020-08-23 20:58:37 | 58.51 | 93% |
| 259 | 2020-07-20 17:28:59 | 64.59 | 96% |