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 |
---|---|---|---|
2522 | 2019-10-01 05:29:10 | 93.79 | 98% |
1277 | 2019-09-06 05:49:36 | 83.93 | 97% |