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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20668 | 2020-02-03 15:25:34 | 92.39 | 100% |
| 20548 | 2020-01-08 04:13:29 | 79.65 | 99% |