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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6694 | 2020-07-29 15:43:10 | 64.71 | 96% |
4063 | 2020-03-18 14:01:32 | 57.35 | 94% |