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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 623 | 2020-11-17 05:25:54 | 50.30 | 96% |
| 304 | 2020-09-24 11:03:16 | 47.00 | 96% |