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 |
---|---|---|---|
631 | 2015-10-17 16:06:13 | 121.64 | 88% |
488 | 2015-08-29 21:51:09 | 116.37 | 87% |
431 | 2015-08-28 21:50:37 | 131.18 | 94% |
145 | 2015-07-16 23:05:05 | 141.70 | 98% |