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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 557 | 2020-05-21 02:24:52 | 114.01 | 97% |
| 375 | 2020-04-27 06:46:40 | 109.10 | 97% |