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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2289 | 2020-05-20 15:44:36 | 78.38 | 98% |
| 692 | 2020-01-02 17:05:58 | 72.92 | 98% |