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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12205 | 2020-02-05 03:51:40 | 119.64 | 96% |
9451 | 2019-09-19 21:36:10 | 106.59 | 96% |