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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 763 | 2020-02-27 10:10:13 | 62.22 | 94% |
| 726 | 2020-02-03 07:33:27 | 69.70 | 97% |