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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8410 | 2020-12-06 22:09:10 | 100.24 | 97% |
1066 | 2020-01-18 20:30:20 | 85.25 | 96% |