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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12228 | 2020-03-26 14:41:09 | 159.48 | 99% |
| 10351 | 2019-07-12 01:37:02 | 143.17 | 98% |