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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1332 | 2020-08-14 15:25:01 | 49.73 | 91% |
1079 | 2020-06-05 07:18:17 | 57.18 | 94% |