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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4106 | 2020-05-22 16:04:23 | 98.61 | 97% |
2869 | 2019-11-06 01:27:52 | 93.92 | 99% |