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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32711 | 2020-12-01 17:30:00 | 144.53 | 99% |
| 30869 | 2020-10-12 16:02:44 | 154.48 | 99% |