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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 341 | 2020-09-24 16:36:56 | 79.37 | 97% |
| 41 | 2020-09-11 10:57:42 | 60.79 | 95% |