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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24093 | 2020-04-04 00:08:55 | 118.34 | 97% |
22418 | 2019-07-11 03:17:51 | 144.05 | 98% |