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 |
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1154 | 2011-07-14 16:09:20 | 73.98 | 95% |
941 | 2011-07-08 16:30:57 | 77.07 | 96% |
496 | 2011-06-24 04:24:50 | 71.70 | 95% |