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 |
---|---|---|---|
10205 | 2020-12-16 03:00:12 | 143.58 | 99% |
9794 | 2020-12-11 23:56:43 | 147.59 | 99% |
2745 | 2020-08-05 03:58:27 | 141.96 | 99% |