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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 62268 | 2020-05-08 15:12:34 | 64.76 | 97% |
| 56854 | 2019-06-15 12:30:17 | 71.79 | 97% |