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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929 | 2020-01-03 17:47:54 | 58.72 | 98% |
744 | 2019-12-06 16:53:48 | 48.60 | 94% |