She's got eyes of the bluest skies as if they thought of rain. I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain. Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place where as a child I'd hide and pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
1837 | 2009-06-04 14:52:09 | 34.26 | |
1305 | 2009-05-26 14:18:21 | 38.77 | |
1206 | 2009-05-24 20:46:30 | 37.14 | |
1064 | 2009-05-23 08:37:07 | 42.59 | |
1000 | 2009-05-20 10:00:13 | 36.19 | |
480 | 2009-04-27 08:59:31 | 33.47 | |
335 | 2009-04-21 16:17:14 | 31.10 |