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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705 | 2020-03-17 14:23:52 | 91.71 | 97% |
659 | 2019-07-18 11:38:58 | 100.45 | 97% |