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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17543 | 2020-06-10 02:30:19 | 84.18 | 97% |
7278 | 2019-12-15 15:07:01 | 79.09 | 95% |