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 |
---|---|---|---|
20189 | 2020-07-30 01:58:12 | 92.50 | 99% |
18969 | 2020-07-24 13:54:08 | 87.09 | 99% |
15957 | 2020-06-23 21:24:19 | 98.50 | 99% |