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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1694 | 2020-10-22 13:35:01 | 57.08 | 94% |
1253 | 2020-10-12 06:40:56 | 63.79 | 96% |