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 |
---|---|---|---|
6604 | 2020-08-21 20:30:42 | 125.39 | 96% |
6000 | 2019-09-27 14:30:32 | 171.57 | 99% |
5845 | 2019-09-12 16:38:57 | 144.11 | 98% |