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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2528 | 2019-10-06 09:08:02 | 119.67 | 98% |
1358 | 2019-07-19 20:46:41 | 94.10 | 96% |