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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3873 | 2020-09-16 17:51:53 | 62.00 | 97% |
891 | 2020-08-21 22:53:28 | 51.33 | 96% |