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 |
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7699 | 2020-08-10 03:32:49 | 111.31 | 98% |
2430 | 2020-05-28 02:41:12 | 120.95 | 97% |