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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1081 | 2020-07-01 20:06:07 | 64.84 | 97% |
| 804 | 2020-06-10 13:22:06 | 53.42 | 96% |