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 |
---|---|---|---|
916 | 2009-04-21 12:33:33 | 77.06 | |
735 | 2009-03-24 19:22:12 | 82.41 | |
710 | 2009-03-17 00:49:11 | 72.15 | |
418 | 2009-03-01 03:02:35 | 67.76 | |
417 | 2009-03-01 03:01:25 | 72.96 | |
414 | 2009-03-01 02:58:34 | 65.91 | |
193 | 2009-02-09 17:38:50 | 72.25 | |
160 | 2009-02-05 21:25:44 | 72.63 |