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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1693 | 2020-05-27 12:06:36 | 73.27 | 96% |
717 | 2020-01-03 20:48:24 | 63.30 | 95% |