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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4461 | 2020-12-07 07:02:33 | 116.46 | 98% |
271 | 2019-12-07 22:51:53 | 91.55 | 95% |