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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23050 | 2019-08-02 00:54:16 | 157.18 | 97.7% |
22958 | 2019-07-18 14:21:30 | 141.51 | 95.5% |