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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28070 | 2019-07-23 22:49:45 | 129.93 | 98% |
26987 | 2019-07-11 10:37:55 | 142.78 | 98% |