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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1189 | 2019-08-04 10:39:54 | 79.75 | 97% |
| 272 | 2019-07-19 04:53:21 | 56.79 | 93% |