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 |
---|---|---|---|
8057 | 2020-09-03 15:46:43 | 110.91 | 98% |
4048 | 2020-07-01 16:58:08 | 83.57 | 96% |
2925 | 2020-06-16 15:07:29 | 105.28 | 97% |